As the microwave timer chimed and the 55-year old added a tablespoon of honey to the cup of plain hot water, the 14-year old asked, “What are you doing?”
The old man said, “A little honey gives the hot water a little flavor.”
Then the 14-year old said to the 55-year old, “Your optimism kills me.”
The old man had always wondered about life, especially mornings, without caffeine. Because for the past 20 years or so, caffeine seemed indispensable.
He’s realized in the past 100 days that caffeine was an unnecessary, and distracting crutch.
We talked about it yesterday at dinner. Then we drove for another Sunday night session.
Suggested that he go into the session pretending he’s going to High School – the focus being on making friends, being friendly, being accepting, having fun.
Dear Son, we talked about the obvious, common, and glaring Christian faults – the stereotypical definition by which non-Christians view the Christian world (this sentence is a perfect example of my own stereotype).
This means people like me, a quiet, open-minded Christian who doesn’t profess faith and love with words, are labeled and grouped in without consideration.
Labeled the same way gays, lesbians, bi-sexuals and transgenders are stereotypically labeled – without consideration.
Two wrongs do not make a right.
We talked about how those who label are guilty of the very thing they despise – labeling.
Is there an antidote?
Serve like you mean it is done through our observable behaviors and the first victory is over self. The second ministry is won at home, in the kitchen, the garage, the hallways of our dwelling.