The Purging Lutheran does my due diligence when it comes to poring over facts and figures on items I am throwing away. Usually, there’s too much information to use during my 30 – 120 minutes of therapy. I looked up what I thought would be oodles of synonyms for the word ‘moccasin’. All I found was ‘shoe’. No French, Latin or Czech words equal or similar to ‘moccasin’. It can take the oomph! out of my objectivity but, and this is a big BUT, I did run the term ‘facts and figures’ through my synonymolater and it answered
drunk-and-disorderly (n.) – someone arrested on the charge of being drunk and disorderly
YES! My faith in awkward equivalents is restored.
These moccasins (‘shoes’ if you will) belong to My Sweet Rib. Why is she ridding them? Her answer might be, “As my feet have smallened, they have biggened“. Or she might utter, “They have become unfashionable and am embarrassed to be seen wearing them“. Even she might say, “They sinned a great sin and don’t deserve to be near my handsome ankles“. I know, I know. You’ll have to ask MSR how a pair of moccasins can sin. She might be operating from a completely different theology than the rest of us.
A Story About Forgiveness
At that point Peter got up the nerve to ask, “Master, how many times do I forgive a brother or sister who hurts me? Seven?”
Jesus replied, “Seven! Hardly. Try seventy times seven.