Mark 7:1-8, 14-15, 21-23 – The 14th Sunday after Pentecost â€“ for Sunday, August 30, 2015
â€œYou ignore Godâ€™s commandment while holding on to rules created by humans . . .â€ (Mark 7:8)
My mother saved me.
I was a geek in high school, a guy with black-rimmed glasses more comfortable reading books than relating to people. Shy. Introverted. But occasionally, because of expectations or longing or both, I attempted to escape my geekishness. Take, for example, my high schoolâ€™s Senior Ball. The â€œbig danceâ€ was a formal affair. Iâ€™d have to buy a corsage for a date. Iâ€™d have to . . . wait! Worse! First, I had to ask someone to the Ball in order to have a date.
Still, I thought I should attend.
Question: So, Larry how many dances did you go to in high school?
Yeah, you read the last sentence correctly. The actual, factual reality of my high school dance experience (until Senior Ball) was zero, nada, none, zilch.
Did I know how to dance? Nope. Had I ever worn a tuxedo? Nope. Would I have to ask (beg, barter, plead) to use my fatherâ€™s car? Yup. Could I muster the courage to ask a girl to be my date? I recall staring at the dreaded phone, rehearsing questions while my throat filled with cotton and my armpits flooded with sweat.
Call . . . donâ€™t call. Call now . . . call later. Continue reading →