Let The Record Show…
Maybe this never happens to you, but sometimes while I’m reading my Bible my mind drifts and I begin to think about something besides what I’m reading.
Some times I can’t get the last episode of some TV show out of my head. Sometimes it’s something going on at work. Tonight it was a question I had for the Lord. I needed an answer and it was bothering me that I didn’t have one.
So I’m kind of half-reading and praying at the same time, asking God to reveal to me the answer to the question I’m needing an answer to. Then, I look at the next paragraph in my Bible, and there in the words of the text is the exact answer to the question I was asking the Lord just seconds earlier.
You know how Paul says, “All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the man of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work,” (2 Timothy 3:16-17)?
Yeah…he wasn’t kidding.
The Handyman Club of America
So tonight I was opening my mail while I was sitting in my living room with my wife and a friend. This is not a typical practice for me, but a particular letter caught my eye. It was a direct mail piece sent to me specificly from the Handyman Club of America. Now, subsequent internet searches have told me this really isn’t worth my time, but I was curious so I read a few paragraphs out loud. It seemed pretty legit until I ready the following:
“It’s my pleasure to inform you that YOU HAVE BEEN NOMINATED TO BECOME AN OFFICIAL MEMBER OF THE CLUB…Why you? Well it’s no secret among your friends and family that you are an oustanding handyman.”
Now my questions is this: Should I be more offended that this was a lie (no one really nominated me) or that those in the living room with me laughed in a significant way when I read this statement out loud? You be the judge.
Dr. Seuss On The Brain
Which is worse: Being able to almost fully recite the text of Dr. Seuss’ ABC’s or having your daughter correct you when you can’t quite get the words right?
Ah well…it might have something to do with the fact that I’ve covered this story somewhere before. (And yes, I know, the song doesn’t play. Maybe that’s a good thing.)