Good morning, pals and gals, it's exactly the middle of August, the "dog days" of summer where I am. (Why do they call them dog days? An extra muffin for anyone who has an idea.) We spent last night sitting by a lake with our dog, munching sandwiches, watching people and enjoying a pleasant evening.
Today, I have to get down to it, though: wrestle with one of the top ten meanest things Jesus ever said (what did he have against dogs, anyway?), wonder about Israel's status as an "outcast" welcoming the stranger (Isaiah), worry about Joseph and his brothers, and what the future holds for them. I also have a funeral this morning.
However, I have laid out a nice and welcoming breakfast for you: fresh squeezed orange juice, banana chocolate chip muffins (why not, since they are virtual), English muffins with real virtual butter, coffee cake, and of course, fair trade coffee and Good Earth tea. These are not crumbs that fall from the table! Please, come and eat! Stay and visit. There are no outsiders here.
The question is: will there be leftovers? No begging! (all right, begging is ok.)
P.S. sorry about the shameless promotion of my dog.