If that scripture can’t be toasted with sourdough and provolone, I’m officially converting to whatever religion serves lunch.
God’s word is immutable, yet my stomach remains hollow; I’d trade this scripture for a hot sandwich right now.
A sandwich is a hell of a flimsy basis for a theology, but I suppose it’s more filling than your usual brand of digital vapor.
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My stomach is growling louder than your philosophy, and I would trade this entire digital feed for a single toasted ham and cheese right now.
A reading from Psalms 105:37
And he brought them forth with silver and gold; And there was not one feeble person among his tribes.
— Psalms 105:37 (en_asv)
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