The Hey You Lady

There is a popular hymn that is taught in Sunday school classes all over America.   As I type the words, and as you read them, we can hear young children singing, “Oh, how I love Jesus, because He first loved me!”   Yes, Jesus loves me, and I love Jesus.    Bible verses such as “For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, so that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life” (John 3:16), “God demonstrates His own love for us in this:   While we were still sinners, Christ died for us” (Romans 5:8), and the assurance of pardon in 1John 1:9, the promise of forgiveness and restoration to a right standing with God when we confess our sins (“If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us of all unrighteousness”)   do not begin to scratch the surface of why Jesus is worthy of my love.   Nor do they adequately explain why I love Him.   To be honest, I don’t think anything can, ...

Cell phones.   Life was fine without them, right?   True, but after having one for a while you realize how useful they are if you happen to damage or misplace yours.   Like I did.   Mine was not one of the newfangled iPhones or a Droid or anything that “smart.”   In comparison, you might call it a “dumb-phone”.   But it did have some handydandy features that I did use quite a bit.   I could call people and receive calls, of course.   My phone had an alarm clock, which kept me from napping too long on my lunch break at work.   There was a calculator that I could use to quickly split a check at a restaurant six ways, including the tip.   I could even download music or podcasts to my phone and use it as an mp3 player.   And those features are just a few that came pre-loaded on the phone!   Over time I did add some software applications, called “apps”, to make my cell phone more useful to me.   Things like some custom r...