I find Jesus has me either way … First I’m bashful about showing my light, having learned too well, too early, to hide in the back row—never volunteer for anything my father said. Let me be smug but let it be in secret. But then he gets me from the other direction: secrets. There is …
Monthly Archives: January 2003
Sunday Week 3 Year B
Zebedee’s Story If he comes near me ever again I’ll give that boy Jesus a piece of my mind. Hell! I’ll give him piece of my fist. Trouble-maker! Home-breaker! Arrogant, self-centered, son-of-a-… —What do you mean, “who do I think I am?” I’ll tell you who I think I am. You all sit here so …