Eye Love You
One of the first things my son, Kevin, did when he got back from Iraq was buy a car…a very nice car. Now, you have to know that Kevin and cars have had a love-hate relationship through the years, but one story in particular stands out in my mind.
Ah, those teenage years. Gotta love ‘em.
David and I had been gone for a day trip and were on our way home when we received a phone call about 45 minutes out. It was Kevin: “You’re not going to be very happy when you get home…” was all we could make out until the cell service had dropped (we lived in a forested area, and cell service was often patchy), but his message left us wondering what we were about to come home to. What did he break? Was there a fire? Did he have a party and trash the house? For 45 minutes we were left to wonder, and of course, as parents of teenagers, you have to prepare yourself for anything. Anything...
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Man, has Jesus got today's Christianity nailed to a tee.
Matthew 21:12-13: Jesus entered the temple area and drove out all who were buying and selling there. He overturned the tables of the money changers and the benches of those selling doves. "It is written," he said to them, "'My house will be called a house of prayer,' but you are making it a 'den of robbers.'"
...and then it was Jesus who was the One nailed to the tree.
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Interesting. Man, this'll open a can of cosmic worms...
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