i came home tonight to find a note on the fridge from my mother. by the way, i live with my parents. when people ask how that is, i respond "it's about what you would expect."
anyways, the note read: "HOUSE RULE: When You Take a Drink Put One Back. Thanks, Mgmt." cute.
now, putting all other grammatical issues aside, i've never seen a sentence with so many proper nouns. because i am the person that i am, i responded with a note that reads "HOUSE RULE: Communicate with passive-aggressive notes ONLY." (it was either that or "HOUSE RULE: All Words Will Begin With Upper-Case Letters.")
i suspect that my note will not be there when i wake up tomorrow. my mom will either think it is funny, or she will think that i am a smart-ass-good-for-nothing.
what i have learned from this experience:
if you ever want me to have a strong internal conflict- perhaps to get me to leave you alone or for your own amusement, ask me if my most recent action glorifies the Lord (which is what i asked myself). i might respond "you and your stupid accountability!" ...and then you could ask again.
Jesus was not sarcastic. but sometimes i wonder if He ever wanted to be. probably not.
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