Come along, Friends, as we take a trip back to 2005, to a time when “The Office” was brand new, cell phones weren’t smart, and I heard the worst sermon in my life.
Eisenhower was in office when this book was borrowed.
Another homegrown terrorist.
Putting in that work.
Let he who has not used a four letter word… still not cast a stone.
Like, not even a pebble.
It’s been a really, really, really, long year.
“Men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious conviction.”
― Blaise Pascal
And just like that, it’s later-latter rain, and a brand new Upper Room, complete with monthly Zoom calls.
A gilded cage, wrapped in pearls, diamonds, and gold, watched by billions, and lit by paparazzi lightbulbs is still a cage.
I’ve got to go watch WandaVision, but I’ll give you some other stuff to read. ‘K?