I was scratching around the other day looking for something to finalise an unusually meager lunch. Luckily I was able to find a long forgotten chocolate bar at the back of the fridge.
Now I have no idea how long it was there.
I can't remember buying it.
I'm the only one with access to the fridge.
It was just there.
I should have investigated the expiry date.
So far, so good. It must have been ok.
Anyway, you guessed it, I ate it.
Hence my relief at "So far, so good."
And it was awesome!!
Just to top off the experience, I had a glass of milk.
Full cream.
Straight from the fridge.
Magical.
But that's where things went a little bad.
Perhaps I was more peckish than normal due to feeling a tad under the weather.
Not quite the deadly malaise "Man Flu"
But close.
So very close.
And the milk made it, well, oh so much worse.
The cloggy, gluggy masses that kept overflowing my throat after that glass full of white gold were disturbing.
And the cough.
Oh my goodness. Like some kindergarten glue and stick table gone mad.
All afternoon long.
Hack, hack, gag, swallow, urgh, cough, hack, swallow, breathe, hack, gurgle, hack, cough..........
Apart from that though, it was rather enjoyable.
Oh, it was a Twix. Almost one of my very favourites.
And now one of yours.
I'm sure.
Deuteronomy 32
How hard would this last day of Moses be?
He has worked so hard for this group of people.
He has argued with God.
He has argued with his brother.
He has argued with the people.
He gave so much.
He lost so much in a fit of frustration.
Now he walks up a mountain to die.
In sight of everything he has fought and argued for.
Hard? Maybe.
Just? Maybe not.
Real? Definitely.
Consequences are there all the time.
For doing right.
And for doing wrong.
We rarely question the consequences for doing the right thing.
While we would probably question every single time we are confronted with a consequence for doing wrong.
A bit of a shame, because there is so much more to learn and grow in these times.
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