Last night, we were driving home from St. Louis. N was very hungry and kept asking me to feed him as soon as we got home.
“I need to eat now! Right now!” he was saying.
“But I can’t feed you right now,” I responded. “I need time to cook something. I can’t produce food instantly.”
“Well, there was one guy who managed to do it,” N. said.
“I understand you worship me and all,” I answered, “but this is a pretty high standard to set.”
Since I was facing stiff competition from Jesus, I whipped out a two-course hot meal in ten minutes.
“I am the way and the truth and the life,” I announced as I was serving dinner. “No one comes to food in this house except through me.”
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I think I would have just stopped at a restaurant somewhere along the way.
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We somehow forgot to eat during that entire day for some reason. But it gave me an opportunity to compete with Jesus which is always an added bonus. 🙂
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So what did you make?
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A salad and meat ravioli with cheese sauce.
I’m good.
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I bet your food was much more delicious than the one Jesus made. 🙂
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Yeah, this Jesus guy has nothing on me in the kitchen. 🙂
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But pretty sure Jesus will answer the phone if you call asking for a quick successful recipe.
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You rolled the dough and made each raviolus by hand and boiled or baked them all in ten minutes???
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Well, I am a deity. 🙂
No, I’m kidding. Even I can’t do that. Just yet. 🙂
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Well, I am a deity.(clarissa)
I know that feeling but I keep wonder which deity I am as my wife screams “Oh god, oh god, dont stop” 😉
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Yes, this is definitely the best form of worship. 🙂
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While you are cooking??? 🙂 🙂
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