Real Men Shouldn’t Drink Babyccinos.
Aug 20, 2020
I took a week off from drinking espresso and cappuccino. Instead, I had Rooibos cappuccinos which has the appearance of drinking a proper Italian drink, but none of the shot in the arm effects. (No, I was not miserable or grouchy, and I did not have a withdrawal headache.)
I happen to be going through quite a bit of pressure on a few fronts. While under pressure, what one wants is Babyccino; what one needs is a dose of the strong stuff.
DOSE: Devotion, Obedience, Suffering, Empathy. Jesus “was heard because of his devotion“ and “learned obedience through the things that he suffered.“ He became “the source of eternal salvation” and our high priest who is able to empathize with our weaknesses. He understood, embraced and walked through his own DOSE of reality.
“Jesus loves me this I know, everything will be OK, I don’t have to worry about anything, and he will meet all my needs.” These are all true but they are not all of the truth. To live a kingdom of God life I have to be devoted, obey, suffer for a purpose and experience the characteristics of eternal life through Jesus Christ right now, and hope for a better eternal future too. This future is not based upon some namby-pamby all roads lead to God philosophy. There is one way to God and it is through Jesus Christ who came to earth, endured the relative discomforts of living life on this planet, and did so with an abundance of joy. He obeyed even to the point of death, and did not opt for any easy escape, but pushed through so that we could be free. None of this was cheap. He took a DOSE of the strong stuff; I should not cry for milk. Real wo/men don’t drink babycinnos.
(Now I am going to make myself a double-shot extra hot flat white.)