O Lord, my heart is not lifted up; my eyes are not raised too high; I do not occupy myself with things too great and too marvelous for me. But I have calmed and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with its mother; my soul is like the weaned child that is with me.
O Israel, hope in the Lord, from this time on and for evermore. – Psalm 131
Jumping into political discourse these days is a lot like painting the eaves of your house. You think you’ve got it all under control (if I can re-e-e-e-each out just a little bit mo-o-o-o-re), when suddenly you realize you are contorting yourself and over-extending beyond your center of gravity, reaching out into thin air high above the ground and far beyond what’s safe and reasonable. Continue reading “Guns, Sex, Religion, 4th & Goal, Healthcare Reform”