So, for some time now, I’ve been
pondering writing about people who “stinketh,” taking the stinketh from John 11
when Jesus goes to raise Lazarus from the dead. Martha is appalled at the
thought and says, “but Lord, he stinketh!” Jesus goes regardless of the stench
and raises Lazarus from the dead. He raises him, creating a miracle out of the
rot that lazarus had become. So, as I was thinking a bout this idea, the people
who metaphorically, “stinketh” I believe this will be the subject of this
blog—me being the ultimate stinker—the stinker at the top of the list, of
course. For any reader who may perchance to stumble across this blog, please
scold me if I patronize people. I periodically need someone to say, “Hannah,
I’m not a dog. Stop patting me on the head.”
By the way, it is my firm opinion
that all people “stinketh”, and that most have been/were dead for much more
than four days. Some may be dry, dusty bones right now. Fortunately for us,
Jesus has the power to raise us from our smelly states—so when I say people who
stinketh, what I really mean is people in general--ALL people! So, if I write about you … uuuhhhmmmm
… Susie (no worries, i won't use your real name, Dick.) … please take it as an absolute compliment, a form of endearment
because you must have taught me something of great importance.
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