My Sweet Rib was the one in our family with the dewwing-do to buy our first smart phone. She is the one who dips her toe into a new pond first especially when testing and buying new technology. She also subscribed to Hello Fresh! , a ready-to-make dinner service mailed straight to our front door, something The Purging Lutheran shied away from. MSR is always the first to rush the stage often elbowing hapless patrons to grab the karaoke microphone. Be careful to stand aside if “(Let’s Get) Physical” or “Seasons In The Sun” are songs next on the playlist. MSR is big on traveling, too. She’ll go anywhere anytime to see anything new. Viet Nam? Been there. Feeling the evil still attached to Dachau? Done that. Tending to elephants in Thailand? She’d love to do it again. Sleeping in a coffin-sized hotel room in Tokyo? Yes, but who knows why?
Back to the wire. It is outdated just as are the phones it connected are. Why has it been in our home so long? Who can know for certain? I was probably blind to it until I was looking for more purgables when, VOILA!, it popped up and said, I’m right here!.
Walking along the beach of Lake Galilee, Jesus saw two brothers: Simon (later called Peter) and Andrew. They were fishing, throwing their nets into the lake. It was their regular work. Jesus said to them, “Come with me. I’ll make a new kind of fisherman out of you. I’ll show you how to catch men and women instead of perch and bass.” They didn’t ask questions, but simply dropped their nets and followed.