So far, ordinary time has not been ordinary at all, but that’s usually true in my life anyway. My spirituality is anything but ordinary, and I have this uncanny ability to do absolutely everything the wrong way, and yet it seems that for me and my relationship with Jesus, the order of things is the correct order for me.
The King James Version and the New King James Version of the Bible aren’t welcome at my house. I did feel a sense of guilt the day I opened my trash can on the curb, and threw in three King Jimmy’s. They were Bibles, after all, and I knew I probably shouldn’t do that withContinue reading “my rocky relationship with the bible (part two)”