Like the question of the rich, young ruler to Jesus - like so many of our questions to God - the answer seems frequently to be "Wrong question!"
I worried about this a lot when I was a kid
Nothing says "I love you" quite like "Specify your minimum requirements!"
And how much can I play Starcraft before it becomes loving the computer more than you?
Like the question of the rich, young ruler to Jesus - like so many of our questions to God - the answer seems frequently to be "Wrong question!"