Valerie is a 42-year-old, single, Reformed Christian lady who lives in Baltimore. She doesn't remember a time
before she knew and loved Jesus, but she does remember accepting John Calvin into her heart in March of 2000.
Valerie is a member of Christ Reformed Evangelical Church in Annapolis.
Though her career aspiration is to be a housewife, Valerie has not yet found anyone suitable who wishes to hire
her for employment in that field (or, more properly, anyone suitable has not found her), so in the meantime she
earns her daily bread working in communications -- editing, writing, print design and website management.
Hyocrisy in the Body of Christ
I went to bed last night with the most beautiful loaf of communion bread I'd ever made sitting in my kitchen. But when I woke up this morning it was sunken in. Oh how its looks deceived me! But it was hollow and half-baked. No one will be deceived in a couple hours, though, when they see it on the table. There wasn't time to start again, so it will be with very flawed bread that Christ feeds us today. And I will be comforted to know that He can do so.
UPDATE, 6 p.m. Well, it mustn't have been too bad. A certain blonde 6-year-old came in while I was cleaning up and asked, "Miss Valerie*, can you bring the rest of the communion bread out to the refreshment table?" The kids are like sparrows (or, as one friend calls them, buzzards) with the leftover bread, evidently even when it is half-baked!
*Actually she said "Mrs. Lastname." "Mrs." because kids assume that every grownup lady should be a Mrs. (from their mouths to God's ears!) and "Lastname" because that's her daddy's rule. Ecxcept she used my real last name. But of course I never post my last name in public, so I therefore subbed in "Miss Valerie." Got it?
Posted by Valerie (Kyriosity) at 8:14 AM
On December 9, 2007 8:46 PMAnonymouswrote... I'm glad you got through it, though I have a hunch it wasn't half as bad-looking as you perceived it to be. Besides, we know what God looks at, don't we? I hope the kids got their fill, and I hope they come and tell you that it was scrumptious. Gilda