I close each Sunday Lesson with an explanation that, “I label myself an agnostic Christian. I attend a Southern Baptist church and am comfortable with Roman Catholic and Orthodox theology and all kinds of Protestant thought. For Bibles, I generally use the Jerusalem Bible, the English Standard Version, and the Amplified Bible.” On this page, I put legs on this theology – or anti-theology where the rubber meets the road – and walk along with Jesus to Emmaus, my heart burning.
The book strikes me as more of a pocket cheerleader than a manual, and that’s not all bad. Who of us doesn’t need a cheerleader sometimes?
The piano went quiet as the player collapsed over the keys, praying or begging them to play for the next pounding, I couldn’t tell.
Psychologists say he is fully primed to focus on a woman wearing red. All the feels and thoughts he has about his lost wife are wrapped up in a red button-down.
In a huff, and not appearing used to this kind of rough treatment, the lady pays and storms out.
In the Hebrew scriptures, a chronological reading gives books like Psalms and Ecclesiastes a deeper meaning. Unlike the poems I wrote in Mrs. Haft’s class
Man, let me tell you, these are some messed up folks. Iff they lived in your neighborhood, you’d be calling the cops every Saturday morning after payday on Friday night.