Well, it has happened again, just like it does almost every day. I finished my oatmeal and toast, washed up the dishes, poured myself a second cup of decaffeinated coffee (although, about that, I have to ask “what’s the point?”), and walked the twenty yards across the parking lot to my office. I opened the door, stepped inside, and immediately started smiling—invariably and involuntarily—ear to ear.
Like everybody who posts on Facebook, I am pleased that people “like” what I put up there. My posts fall into three general categories:
- Theological/cultural observations that serve mainly to define who I am and what I believe, for the few people who care about that. Here’s an example from last Thursday, March 12.