Reflecting On Dylan Turning Two!

Primary Audience – Heads up here, this is a pretty sappy post written by a proud father. I imagine this will only appeal to my family members, special friends, and for the few who love either their parents or their children.

So our second just turned two this week and like I do typically do , I’m blogging my thoughts on these “milestone” birthdays. So here are a few bouncing around my head.

Dylan is a special kid – he’s the one we never thought we’d have.  We felt that God answered our prayers when we adopted Nathan and then after Dylan, we felt God saying, “I heard those prayers too.”

Though he doesn’t look like me, I know he has inherited a few traits of my personality, among them is mischief. He also has the loudest voice in our home (future preacher or football coach?). He’s a curious soul yet he finds contentment readily (a trait from my wife) and probably my favorite attribute of his – he’s joyful.

He also happens to really love me. Don’t get me wrong, our first loves me too, but I am definitely place second in the “Favorite Parent” contest. Dylan, on the other hand has brought a little equity to the imbalance here. (No verdict has been reached with our third yet but I keep buying her chocolate to win her over – worked for her mom).

Anyway, Dylan loves me. It used to just be one of the cats that greeted me when I came home and that was only if there was not any food in the bowl. Now, I get my own little homecoming celebration and a report on how “bad” Mommy and big brother have been that day.

After we had Nathan, I thought that we’d likely be a one-kid family and though we briefly speculated of the prospect of adopting one day, we were pretty overwhelmed with parenting on 3 weeks notice (while serving full-time in ministry, full-time in seminary and managing my fantasy sports teams. Still don’t know how those teams performed so well). Anyway, we didn’t have this conversation often because nine months into Nathan’s life, Susan told me she was pregnant. Two kids?

In the excitement, I quietly wondered if I had it in me to truly love another child. It turns out just about every parent wonders the same thing and I knew that but it’s quite the natural sentiment. Among the blessings of the second child is that they teach you new things about love. I imagine this was true for my parents when they brought home my sister (who in my estimation is the “favorite” ☺ and with my in-laws as they brought home Susan (who in my estimation, growing up was the favorite.)

Now I don’t believe in favorites and if I did, it would be the tiny 8 week old because she’s the only kid to have not poked me in the eye or stepped on my face yet. But Dylan turning two is a big deal for us. We are learning new lessons of love, family and marriage with him.

I’m excited for my children and this being Dylan’s birthday, I’m excited for what I pray the Lord will do through him. May he seek his own calling and I hope he continues smiling, “mischiefing”, and being joyful.

Do You Love Tim Tebow Because He’s Your Type of Christian and Reject Mitt Romney Because He Isn’t?

Uh oh.  I just took three sacred things, college football, politics in a coming election year and our faith and mashed them together.  Well, it’s probably a good thing.

A few “cut to the chase” thoughts here.It doesn’t matter to me if you like Tim Tebow or not.I am not trying to persuade you of who to vote for (or not vote for).  And in all honesty, I am quite a while from making up my mind.This post is concerned with the inconsistencies I see within the evangelical culture in whom we choose to pour our love over, whom we reject and our motivations.

I happen to like Tim Tebow, though I couldn’t care less about the Gators and have a hard time keeping up with college football (but I love the highlights).  Even more importantly, my father-in-law is a huge Gators fan, so Tebow gives us something to talk about.  What I do find surprising is that so many people have been talking about Tebow for years – he’s quite the figure.

Now, I’ll admit, initially I was a bit suspicious of Tebow’s outspoken Christian faith.  My suspicion was further fueled by the media’s love for him – “He must be their type of Christian.”  As time went on, I was quite amazed by Tebow’s public persona.  He seems to me very genuine and I find myself not only respecting him, but concerned for him and every so often, I include him in my prayers.  It’s clear that many cannot wait for him to fail and by fail I mean morally and that’s regrettable.

I often wonder if Tebow wasn’t an outspoken Christian, would he be as popular?  Would he be as popular to Christians?  It’s safe to say that he wouldn’t be, right?  Would he more appealing to those that currently disdain him if he had a few DUI’s and was as womanizing as others in professional sports?  Popularity brings many things, fans, endorsements, cameos, beautiful girlfriends/boyfriends, book contracts and many critics/detractors/enemies  Celebrity is a strange thing you know.

The interesting thing to me is that Tebow is becoming part of the culture war and this is not a fair thing to him.  Christians are upset that people hate him because of his faith and they’re responding by being even more zealously in love with him and propping him higher on the cultural stage.  With that will come a world of expectation on him and these things usually don’t turn out well for the person in Tebow’s position. Undoubtedly, there will be a Tim Tebow controversy playing all over Sportscenter and cable news and it will have nothing to do with his on the field performance.

Enter Mitt Romney.  He’s the GOP frontrunner.  If he was smart, he’d let Tim Tebow baptize him in the Mississippi and make him his running mate. (John McCain is thinking, “Now you tell me.”)  The funny thing is that some Christians don’t like Romney because he’s Mormon.  There was a pastor in a big church inTexas who said that was quite outspoken against Romney’s convictions.  Now from one pastor responding to another, I’d say that there are better ways of promoting your candidate of choice and it came across as an attack. It’s generally not good rhetoric that we dismiss candidates based soley on their religious beliefs.  And for the sake of this post, most of us find it unfair that many do so with people like, in this case, Tim Tebow.

Back to Romney, while all of us of have every right to prefer another candidate that better represents him/her, I’d like to encourage fellow believers to be responsible in their thinking and dialoguing.  I am personally not sure who the best candidate is for our country and currently unsure of who best represents me.  I do think it’s irresponsible to reject the Romney-types based solely on their faith.  It implies that one who would have voted for him had he checked the right box, had he been “their type of Christian”.  One issue voting is a dangerous thing.

Make no mistake, I believe faith plays a central role in someone’s life and if they claim to be “nominal” of a particular type of faith, I tend to see that as a humanistic type of faith (like faith in us humans which is a terrible “religion” in my opinion).  But I’m not sure I can reject Romney based on his faith until I see how if affects him.  This reminds me of Bill Clinton’s Bible and his knowledge of Scripture. He could probably walk into a pulpit with his Christian vocabulary and speaking talent and impress many congregations. And while I’d like to think he has grown for the better over the years, the point remains, checking the “Christian box” is a tricky thing.

As the Tim Tebows and the Mitt Romneys pass through our cultural landscape, let us be careful that we not objectify them on the basis of their faith and be careful to not assign their worth to us by because they are not our type of believer.

You are more than welcome to push back, offer clarity and insight – thanks for reading!

What If We Are the Pharaohs In Our Own Story? Blogging Through Our Sermon Series

A couple weeks ago, the pastor from our satellite campus preached on Exodus in a sermon entitled “Free at Last!” You can listen to it here.   Pastor Tom offered, “Imagine waking up and remembering the promises of God in the midst of 400 years of slavery”. The short answer (and I don’t be sound smug) would be – that would be extremely tough.

I tend to see things in lifetimes and 400 years seems too long for God to “fulfill a promise.”  This seems quite natural for many of us to agree with given our  instinctive reactions.   On a larger spiritual scale, 400 years takes on a different look. On my best days, I imagine waking up to that promise would stretch my faith. I may even one day dare to leave my oppressor along with the rest of my 2 million people. That sounds crazy doesn’t it?  As Tom continued to remind us, “Every one loves a good liberation story.”

I know I am prone to exaggeration and dramatization, but if I’m being honest, I cannot intelligently identify myself with the type of slavery that the Israelites faced in Egypt, the slavery of Africa or today’s modern day slavery (in the forms of injustices like human trafficking, forced prostitution, forced manual labor, etc.).  Most of us can’t and I think we need to be sensitive here.

At the same time, there are other forms of slavery like in in the forms of bondage, drugs, alcohol, various sex-addictions to name a few. We probably know too many terrible stories and may the Lord give mercy for the stories that are near us (and of course to all who struggle).

As I was listening to the message, my mind was curious about what we as a Church have been in bondage to for the last say 400 years. What do we need collectively need to seek deliverance from? My friends and I talk a lot about the “consumer church”, suburban materialism, entitlement issues and so on but I’m afraid that while those are deep issues, the central problem is deeper still.

It seems we hold our souls in bondage to ourselves instead of truly giving our lives to God. And we do it collectively. We as Christians do that as a Church.

I’ll admit that sounds intense – what we’re holding ourselves prisoners?

Yes I think so.

The mental picture is even more disturbing. We’ve locked ourselves in some type of a cell. But instead of it being dark, and gloomy with terrible sanitation, we’ve personalized and accessorized and customized it. We have our favorite pictures on the wall, our favorite show on the LCD, our favorite music playing. – we’ve done everything to make sure it doesn’t look like a prison cell but that doesn’t stop us from looking out the window wishing for something better – something that better defined “freedom”.

Another angle to see this is we usually identify with Moses or the enslaved Israelite but I think it would be wise of us to envision us as the Pharaoh. He is the one who has hardened his heart, he is the one that cannot let go. Even as God is revealing His glory to him, he is fighting for control.

When I started to see Christianity as something that was life-giving rather than a philosophy of life, my idea of freedom matured.  Among the needs and answers for the Church today, I’d like to submit that if we can free ourselves from our own slavery, release ourselves to the open promised land that God has invited us to and live in obedience to that vision – the Church would be different, the world would be different, we would be different and it would be good different.

There were approximately 2 million Israelites that escaped Egypt in the Exodus. There are approximately 2 billion people globally that identify themselves as Christians – we should really make a break for it.

What the Church Can Learn From Maroon 5’s “Moves Like Jagger”

I know what some of you are thinking, the church must be pretty desperate these days to be taking lessons off of radio hits. Yes and no.

Like most people, I go through swings in my music listening. It ranges from “only new music” to “no new music”, to “only my iPod” to “only lectures and audiobooks”. These days, I’m all over the place and when I’m commuting, I’ve been listening to the radio lately. I usually hit 1 of 5 songs: Adele, a bunch of dance songs (what I call the “Move This” of the day), and Maroon 5’s “Moves Like Jagger”.

I only like one Maroon 5 song, “Sunday Morning” and while I can admit that their latest single is catchy, I doubt I’m going to care a short while from now, even with the fantastic singing of Christina Aguilera. But for now, who cares, it’s fun and it means it’s 5 more minutes that we don’t have to listen to Adele (yep, I’m even tired of her new song).

Initially I was bothered that they would use Mick Jagger like this. Then I was relieved that they didn’t use Bono. Then I thought the song was the typical objectifying and short-term gratification message of the day. Then during my 30th listen (which if I produced the math, that’s a week’s worth of station surfing while commuting to work), I thought the Church could take a cue from the creation of the song.

First, forget all the lyrics. All of them. In fact, it already seems that some churches and scandalous pastors have already lived out some of these lines – lol (a sad lol). Second, it’s good every to every so often to point back to an important figure in “music tradition”. And just like the Adam Levine and his producers hoped, old people and young people will like it. In the church, we need more of these types of connection points.

I heard someone complain that there is no originality left in pop-culture, everything is being ripped off. Exhibit A were all the movies that are out now that are either from the 1980’s or sequels. And “Moves Like Jagger” was exhibit B. My friend said, “They got to appeal back to a rock icon to get people’s attention again because there aren’t any icons today …” If I understood him right, I’d have to disagree, we are not short of Rock/Pop/HipPop/Country “Icons” but that can be debated another day.

Here’s what I am saying – this song highlights the moment when inter-generational reference points work well. And we should look for more of these opportunities within the Church. When pop culture connects the generations better than the Church, I think most would agree that’s regrettable.

It’s good to look back. It’s good to look ahead. It’s good to mix the two and create.

Review of Max Lucado’s God’s Story (Well, More Like a Review of the Experience than the Book)

So I was asked to review the new Max Lucado book, God’s Story, Your Story. I haven’t read a Lucado book since 1997. In those days Max Lucado quotes were overplayed from the pulpits like the way Adele is streamed on the radio. They’re both good, millions says so – but when something/someone gets so overplayed, it loses its worth.

I don’t really know what the author/artist is supposed to do about that. Add to the mix, around the same time, I was reading Dallas Willard and CS Lewis; I simply haven’t had any interest in Lucado. Still, you can’t avoid him. His face is always on the cover of something from a CBD catalog to even Bible Study Magazine (within the same year, they went from NT Wright to Max Lucado. Who knows, I might be next? By the way, it’s a great magazine – only $15).

Now here’s the thing, I have no doubt that Lucado is an amazing pastor and a serous student of Scripture so know that I have no interest in judging that. But if we are being honest, we know that his writing is extremely inspiration-based and very 101 Biblically. In my humble opinion, I think it’s time for him to write a book that has some theological teeth to it and I thought this was going to be it so when I was asked to review it, I admit I had some expectations.

God’s Story is another book in the Scripture as narrative trend going through the Church. Everyone is talking about narrative and story – perhaps the best of this theme is Don Miller’s A Million Miles in a Thousand Places – What I Learned While Editing My Life.

In all honesty, I love the idea of story and how our story fits into God’s greater story and into each other’s story – absolutely love it. I also love that mainstream Christianity is contextualizing the Biblical narrative and trying to avoid being too individualistic and seeking to be more community oriented. This is among the aspects that drew me to the emerging church conversation 8 years ago. For about a decade now, they have been talking about narrative (and meta-narrative). The emergents are like the Winklevos’ but not nearly as good-looking. Mark my words, one day Max and friends are going to pop a book out called The Brand New Christians! or Preaching Redefined but I digress.

So enter in Max Lucado, Randy Frazee and the many featured in CBD. First, welcome to the conversation! I fear that sounds condescending, but I mean it more in the sense that it’s the first time we’ve been in the same room for a while. I also appreciate how we’re reframing how we are talking about the Gospel. I plan on blogging on this another time but since I had your attention, thought I’d mention it.

But about Max’s God’s Story – here is my quick summary.  As with all requests from the publisher, one is never required to give a positive one, only an honest one.

Who It’s For
My friends who hate to read.
My friends who find themselves mentally drained at the end of the day and don’t want anything heavy but want to read something uplifting.
My friends who are new to the story of Christianity. Truth be told, I could see myself buying this for two people in particular.

What I Liked
It’s very readable. I mean very readable.
Max is pretty like-able too. He appeals to my “everyday” man very well.
The excellent illustrations he is known for. He’s like the Ichuro Suzuki of illustrations, his batting average is consistently solid.

What I Didn’t Care For
My review has already been slanted so I’m going to mention one – I wasn’t really crazy about the “If I was the devil chapter”. Some good thoughts there about the tyranny of the urgent and so forth but we have The Screwtape Letters and so this just reminded me how unoriginal this chapter was. Even worse, were the jabs at the devil” with lines like “But I’m not the devil so good for you and take that Satan”. Doesn’t Jude say not to mock the devil?

If you are keeping up with this blog, my new church is going through a 40 week “journey” through the narrative of the Bible. And honestly, I’m pretty excited about it. As alluded to, I feel like I’ve been talking about the Bible in this way for quite a while, and if I may, every so often it feels good to have the rest of the church talking about what me and my friends have been talking about. Or maybe I can put it this way, every once in a while, it feels good to here the Arcade Fire on mainstream radio and every now and then it’s good to have the one and only Max Lucado play a hand at the table with me and my friends. I can already feel the illustrations forming from within my soul.

Feel free to comment on Max’s new book, on his others or on my thoughts – you are always welcomed.

The Calling of God Is Not Like Winning the Lottery – Ask Abraham. Blogging Through Our Sermon Series

I’ve had the privilege of leading our OASIS classes these past few weeks as our Pastor of Discipleship recovers from heart surgery. The class is targeted to our LIFE Community Leaders whose small groups are following our current sermon series “Living God’s Story”. My role is to focus on a particular passage that is connected to the sermon, point out its context and features and offer possible group application questions. As always, you can listen to the sermon here.

In preparing for the Abrahamic story a few weeks ago, I was quite taken by the nature of God’s call to Abraham. As I mentioned in the post last week, the calling out of Ur led Abraham and Sarah out of the comfortable life in Ur to an unknown but promised land. As you read the story, it’s common to notice your inner monologue telling Abraham to turn back, go home, and get therapy for those voices. You know he doesn’t because he is convinced that God called him to this.

If you have been around church-life for a while, you know the idea of “calling” is a tricky one. It’s often used a trump card in attempted negotiations, “God is calling me to tell you to agree with me” or in other self-serving motives like, “God is telling me to to tell you that you need to read this blog ever day. Yep even when there aren’t new posts.” The idea of calling has been terribly abused by many.

While I do believe that God is always speaking into our lives, I am using “calling” in this sense of a God given invitation to posture your life in a particular way. It could be vocational, it could be a holistic perspective, it could be a short-term window, an indefinite season of life, or a longterm one. The common denominator is that it is “of God.” While this is not exhaustive, I hope this framing helps.

What I find interesting about the “calling” of God is how difficult it can be. We all want direction in life and having God speak into our lives sounds like a fabulous idea … until He does. Now I may be guilty of exaggerating the point but hearing from God is not really like hitting the lottery. The lure of the lottery is free money with supposedly no strings attached. We always hear these crazy stories of people who win the lottery and they lose themselves in the newfound lifestyle, they lose their marriages, children, family, become paranoid, suicidal and they even lose the money that they initially thought would make life better. After hearing these stories, most of us are often inclined to say, “Yeah, I’m thinking that I would have done a better job had I won the lottery.” I am among them. And as soon as I get real serious about my prayer life, I am going to start playing :)

I have found that the way we sometimes describe “calling” sounds a bit like winning the “spiritual lottery”. It’s like God showing up at your front door with balloons and instead of giant check, it’s a giant scroll with a divine life plan! Sounds awesome until you live out the fine print. Take Abraham for instance. He believes God enough to move out of Ur but as soon as he gets to Egypt, he lies to the Pharaoh about Sarah being his wife, telling him that she’s his sister. He does this because he is afraid that the Pharaoh will kill him and take her into his harem. I would love to know the next thought in that game plan. Was he just going to camp out there for the rest of his life and allow his wife to grow old in the harem, was he going to stock up on supplies, get some really fast camels, “wifenap” Sarah and make a run for it in the middle of the night? Would really like to know but I digress.

Two things are for sure, he believed that God was calling him to something but did not trust that God would provide, in this case, protection. So he took matters into his hands and if you read the story, God bailed him out (this scene tends to repeat itself). I too have found myself “hedging my bets” with God, how about you?

We like to think that God is going to call us into something that is not only pain-free but something equivalent to winning the “life lottery” – that’s not how it works. See Abraham, see Moses, see David, see the Prophets, see Jesus, see Paul and the stories of thousands of faithful people. My point to this post is calling is always accompanied by sacrifice, and it’s a good thing. It’s the only way the obedience of God can be fulfilled. It’s here when it’s helpful for me to remember the words of Jesus, “If you try to hang on to your life, you will lose it. But if you give up your life for my sake and for the sake of the Good News, you will save it” (Mark 8:35, New Living Translation). What is God calling us to? Seems fitting to always be seeking that answer.

Reflecting On Abram Being Called Out of Ur – Blogging Through Our Sermon Series

I’m attempting to blog through our sermon series – you can listen to the message here. This post is based on last week’s message (10/2).

One of my favorite parts of the story of Abraham is among the most neglected of parts – the beginning. I find myself wondering what could have NOT been. Abram’s family is from Ur. Many sermons will mention that it was a pagan town that worshipped moon gods and such but I want to emphasize that it was also among the finer cities in the ancient world at the time. It was blessed with a solid population, wealth, a court system, libraries and culture off one of the tributaries of the Euphrates in Southern Turkey.

When we don’t understand the beauty and comfort of Ur, we’re stuck in thinking that God is calling Abram to move from one part of the desert to another, maybe one slightly nicer. When God calls Abram to leave his land and go towards Palestine, it’s a pretty big deal. These days I like to think of it as the equivalent of moving from say … Boston to a remote desolate part of a southern state where they had no wifi and where no bands ever made a stop at (won’t use any names so I’m not accused of being an arrogant Yankee).

We are in the habit of saying that Abram was an ordinary man. Indeed he was in these sense that he did not descend from royalty or have any connection to Noah. But it’s helpful for us to also understand that he was from a wealthy family, had a visionary seeking father in Terah (Rabbit Trail alert here: Did God call Abram or Terah? Terah actually starts the migration in 11:31. it’s in future passages like Acts 7:2 where the call is directed to Abraham. Why do I care? I just think it’s interesting that it seemed Terah was being obedient to God too).

Anyway, picture this, a young Abram driving around in a Range Rover that his dad gave him for finishing his MBA with honors. He’s living in an upper-middle class development nearby his father’s estate (which he purchased with the profits from a new website that specializes in finding the most efficient ways of distributing organic food products to places like Whole Foods and thousands of locally owned clean food stores.) He marries the young and beautiful Sarai who used to do a little modeling before majoring in Theater. And of course they met a Trader Joe’s. His temperament is optimistic, he’s fairly open-minded, loves to travel, and people like him.

They enjoy going to see bands like Coldplay and love flying into NYC to catch a Broadway show. And just before Abram was about to book a vacation to New Zealand, he feels the call of God to downsize and move to a remote desolate part of Arkansas. (I know i said I wouldn’t use names but the story works better this way. I would have picked another country but that sounded even snobbier. But this is what cross-cultural missionaries have to pray through).

Now the story gets much harder from here – offering his wife to the Pharaoh and then later to Abimelech, agreeing to offer his son Isaac as a sacrifice to God, going through the paperwork of getting his name changed from Abram to Abraham (I hear it’s a pain in the neck to get your name changed) and I’m stuck on the calling to move.

I know what some of you are thinking, “Umm, Is it because you just moved?” Not Really. Maybe. Probably. Yes.
But again, I think this part of the story is often neglected and I find myself wondering if we are hindering the work (and calling) of God because we aren’t willing to take the necessary first step? What is NOT happening … that could be?

State of the Blog October 2011

This post has been on my mind for quite a while.

We’ve moved. We’ve welcomed our third child (first daughter Janelle!) and I’m an no longer serving directly in youth ministry. Needless to say, a lot has been going on. A lot has been probably going on with you dear reader. If you read blogs the way I do, there are weeks you have read up on everything and weeks where you feel you have lost touch. Sometimes it’s the blogger content, many times it’s what’s going on with your life and the amount of time that you are able to spend reading online. So to some of you I saw, welcome back, and as always, know that I am grateful that you read these posts.

Like all blogs, this one is evolving, hopefully for the better. But there are few things I need to get off my chest. As excited as I am for my new position, I am also saddened to no longer be serving directly in youth ministry. I know you’re supposed to say this but I don’t know what you’re supposed to say when you really do mean this – I am going to miss serving with students. I really am. I am especially going to miss our students (even though the ones that are upset with me currently. I know, I know, “it’s how I left”. Which is like saying, “I don’t care that we broke up, it’s how we broke up that upset me”. Maybe a post on that one day.) All this to say, that I am going to be posting about leaving youth ministry. In my mind, these posts are for youth pastors. I hope these words from this side of things are helpful.

I also plan on posting on small group ministry.

I plan on intersecting a little more with pop culture – music, movies, whatever.

I would like to write more on the missional life, social justice inniatives, and the Church.

I plan on continuing book reviews. On deck is the new Max Lucado book God’s Story (yep, I haven’t read a Lucado book since 1997, why not?), The Church is Flat by Tony Jones and Brennan Manning’s memoir All Is Grace are among those I plan on blogging about.

And I am planning on blogging through our sermon series.

Know your thoughts and comments are always appreciated and thanks for reading.

Why Are We So Inclined to Steal the Pen Out of God’s Hand? Blogging Through Our Sermon Series

As I mentioned in a post last week, our church is journeying through a 40 week sermon series called “Living God’s Story”. I’m sure all the messages will be just as good but I’ve been thinking a lot about last week’s message, “Paradise Lost”. As you can guess from the title, it’s about the Fall. Bryan used three illustrations to make his point, The Fall of Adam and Eve, the Flood of Noah and the Tower of Babel as illustrations on what happens when we as people decide to write our own stories rather than God’s.  You can listen here.

As one who is has accepted the idea of the Fall, I tend to put up my guard against these types of messages. A lifetime of enduring sermons that tell me I am a sinner in addition to my own personal confessions and a few million other reminders of how flawed I and the rest of humanity are takes a toll on you after a while. Note this isn’t to say that I prefer feel-good messages; I don’t and further, I prefer to leave my church convicted rather than “slightly better”. The best messages of course are the ones that convict us and infuse hope within our souls. But if I am being honest, I have a bit of a guard up against messages that remind of these difficult truths. I assume many can relate to this.

So these days, I find myself thinking about why is that we are so prone to writing our own stories when we claim there is a God who wants to guide, lead and strengthen us.

I know the Sunday School answers include us yelling, “It’s because our pride!” and we could quote John Calvin, “Man’s mind is like a store of idolatry and superstition; so much so that if a man believes his own mind it is certain that he will forsake God and forge some idol in his own brain”. Good line huh? But why are we so consistently guilty of it?

Back to my question, I think what bothers me is that I find that I don’t really do this in other areas in my life. Like when the mechanic tells me that I need a new *#$&^%#*#er. “That sounds so made up, what is that?” I ask. “Oh $@*&34Ism distributes power to the (*&#(*&@)( and the interesting thing is %^&^(*^ …. ”

“Never mind, here’s my credit card, please fix it.”

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