Today, the Gospel reading was the story of The Prodigal Son. In the last few years, theologians have been putting a great deal of emphasis on the older son. I was thinking today that, sometimes Cindy is the older son when I go out of my way to help a stranger. It bugs me. |
Sunday, March 6, 2016
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It seems to irritate her when I go out of my way to help somebody else, perceiving that I don't do the same for her. But, all that I have is hers, my home, my car, my bed, my things. I share my whole life with her. Sometimes you can't see the forest for the trees.
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