Caveat #1: My men’s small group is currently going through the book Wild At Heart by John Eldredge.
Caveat #2: It is challenging us to be more adventurous, spontaneous, and ridiculous.
So here’s today’s stupid snippet of my life:
* Walk into gas station to pay for my things.
* Cashier grabs a can of Grizzly fine cut, Wintergreen chewing tobacco and puts it in front me.
* I look at the cashier completely confused
* She says, “Isn’t this your normal can?”
* I look at the cashier completely confused
* She says, “Oh sorry, I must be thinking of someone else…I guess you wouldn’t want this, huh?”
* I say to her, “Ah, what the heck…I’ll take it.”
Now you have to realize…as I typed out that last sentence, even I can’t figure out what the heck I was thinking. In all seriousness, I don’t know why I said that. All I can think is…Wild At Heart.
* I pay for my gas, car air-freshener, and a can of Grizzly.
* I walk outside staring at what’s in my hand and I can’t figure out why I just bought chewing tobacco.
* I pump my gas and examine the can thinking this stuff is nasty, why did I buy this?
* I open the can and grab a big ole’ fat pinch of this black, mint-smelling dirt and stick it in my mouth.
* I realize I have no idea how to chew tobacco. All I know is that I better not swallow any.
* My gas stops pumping as I continue to fiddle with this wad of crud in my lip.
* It burns and for some reason this is completely unexpected to me.
* I replace the gas pump, and I hop in the car. That’s when I realized how dizzy I was.
* I suddenly notice that I can’t even drive. I pull the car forward and pull into an empty space.
* I break out into a sweat and I spit out the wad of tobacco…it’s approximately 3 or 4 minutes since I popped it into my mouth in the first place.
* I can feel a nicotine rush going through my face and neck, down into my arms. My hands are shaking.
* I open the car door and I begin throwing up my breakfast.
* After puking, I get back into the car and I sit in the drivers seat for 15 minutes trying to regain composure. My cold sweat turns into a hot flash and I start to fear that I am an incredible wuss.
* Finally, after feeling okay to drive, I throw the can of tobacco out the window of my car and yell…
THANKS A LOT JOHN ELDREDGE!!
A verse comes to mind:
“Everything is permissible”—but not everything is beneficial. “Everything is permissible”—but not everything is constructive. - 1 Corinthians 10:23
And another one too:
“As a dog returns to its vomit, so a fool repeats his folly.” - Proverbs 26:11
Well…this dog ain’t repeating that folly.
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