awe

It’s not necessarily a good thing to have grown up immersed in Christianity.  In fact, I’d liken daily exposure to Christianity to a vaccine.  I’m inoculated from awe and insight.

I'm getting so sick of this elitist Yankee media bias against the South.

The usual suspect lays down the argument:

She wriggled through the small mob of children around me and wedged herself between my knees and the pew in front of me.  I pushed my back against the wood, making room for her to slip by.  But she didn’t want to slip by.  Instead, she stretched her arms wide and proceeded to dangle from the back of the pew.  She wanted her picture taken.  So I raised my camera.

Watch in awe... as we see what we have to work with in this Howard Stern clip:

I’ll admit it.

I don’t really understand why people writing about the economy and investing resort to temperature and weather-related metaphors to describe credit freezes and stock market meltdowns.

But they do, so I feel compelled to join in.

Yesterday I was encouraged by a reading from D.A. Carson's For the Love of God, Volume 1.