Two friends were walking through the desert and got into an argument. One friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: Today my best friend slapped me in the face. Continue reading
Read Matthew 19:4–8.
Leave father and mother. By going to a home of his own. By accepting the responsibility as head of his home. Like a New Testament congregation, a home is an autonomous institution.
Cleave to his wife. In true devotion. As a part of his very self. Through all the trials that may come to her. Though tempted by the allurements of business, of male associates, of associates of the other sex. Not as though she were faultless, remembering the common frailties of humanity, including his own. Continue reading
I’m in Charge of the Chicken
Christian Herter was the governor of Massachusetts in the 1950s. One day, after a busy morning chasing votes and going without lunch, he arrived at an evening barbecue. Herter was famished.
As he moved down the serving line, he held out his plate to the woman serving the chicken. She put a piece on his plate and turned to the next person in line: Continue reading
