Jigsaw Puzzle Theology

Jigsaw Puzzle Theology

I’ve been listening to a lot more sermons than normal in recent days.  (You have too, I hope.)  That includes several friends of the East Hill church — Kris Emerson, Scott Taylor, and Bryant Bailles, among others.  But as far as visuals go, watching men stand still and talk is not too engaging.  So sometimes…

The Impossible Christian

I had the “Impossible Burger” at yet another area fast food restaurant that will not pay me to mention their name.  (What’s up with that?)  Supposedly these burgers are so good that you will think it is “impossible” that they are meatless.  And I have to say, they are as good as advertised.  I took a bite of the patty by itself, and I ate the entire burger.  It was by no means the best burger I’ve ever had (pretty dry), but I did not feel like I was eating “healthy.”

And that’s a good thing, because I wasn’t.

Accelerating toward the red light

I have a new catchphrase for people who are so caught up in the moment that they engage in pointless, wasteful, and potentially destructive behavior.  It’s accelerating toward the red light.  It’s not exactly original to me, but I’m more than happy to claim any royalty rights.

Read the signs!

Social media has given a voice to people who take great pleasure in being obnoxious.  Space fails to provide a comprehensive proof of this concept; for our purposes here, I will limit my frame of reference to those who take pictures of themselves doing precisely what a sign is instructing people not to do.  Walking on the grass, swimming, smoking, the situational prohibitions run the gamut.  And the existence of the sign more or less implies that the behavior is not necessarily unlawful; people are simply asked to choose a different time and/or place.

Nope.  “Look at me!  I’m a rebel!  I break rules!  No one can tell me what to do!”  As the saying goes, it’s all fun until someone gets eaten by an alligator.