Thursday, March 15, 2007

God on the Menu

Apparently my company has teamed up with the Devil. Or with God, I'm not sure how these things work.


Salad and a Side of Temptation

As I wandered through the cafeteria with my lunch, I passed the new plasma TV mounted to the wall. I haven't actually watched the TV yet since it's on CNN or C-Span or some other boring ass news channel. It dawned on me as I took my seat that, like that biblical character who God kept tempting (Job?), I am being tempted every day at lunch.

In case you haven't been keeping good notes, I gave up TV for Lent, which is almost exactly when they decided to install a TV in the caf.

Anyway, The Good Book tells us, in I Corinthians Chapter 10 Verse 13, and I quote,

No temptation has overtaken you except such as is common to man; but God is faithful, who will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able, but with the temptation will also make the way of escape, that you may be able to bear it.


Whatever the hell that means.

I think I can decrypt it enough to understand that what it's saying is God isn't going to tempt you with temptations that no man can handle (stop being a whining bitch and deal), and there will always be a way for you avoid or escape the temptation (again, quit your bitching) and bear the consequences (you pansy).

As it turns out, the simple escape for me is to sit with my back to the TV. Problem solved. Thank you Jeebus for showing me that you care enough to tempt me, but you're not going to bust my balls about it.




Over and Out,
Old Coot

2 comments:

Abbey said...

So, I just noticed number M on your accomplishments list. Funny how the TV is generally the first consideration for arranging one's living room. It's supposed to be a place for visiting and conversing, and yet the boob tube takes top priority.

WV: peynhh. When you step on an unexpected rock with your bare feet. Or hit your knee on the edge of the desk.

Todd said...

I really had to think outside the box when I was rearranging. After decades of ingrained livingroom arrangementry, I had to throw caution to the wind. In conclusion, me likey.

"Something inside of me just said 'Hey, wait a minute, I want to beat him.' and I just took off." -Pre