Every morning, before my coffee and without my glasses, I stare out the window. I cannot make the coffee pour any more quickly than the machine will make it so I stand there. And I stare. I stand there. I stare. And I think.
Pre-Coffee Thoughts
Just Say It
“I can’t speak NRSV. Jesus ain’t speak NRSV. God sho’ain’t speak NRSV. Jesus predates the English language and certainly the American form of it. Since the Word of God ain’t bound to a particular form of English, neither am I bound to read the Bible in that form of English. So I read it in my native tongue.”