I recently went on a mission trip with some college students to Moore, Oklahoma. We spent the week building fences for people whose homes had been destroyed as the result of an F5 tornado in May of 2013. We were there a week before the one-year anniversary of that devastating storm. Many things that week made a strong impression on me, but the biggest impression came in an unexpected moment.
One of the vivid memories of my childhood is S & H Green Stamps.
My mother collected them, like many other housewives of her day, and several times a month we would sit at the kitchen table and lick and stick them into the S & H Green Stamp book. I don’t remember ever trading them in for anything. I think the excitement was in the collecting, and the enjoyment in the time spent together.
Jesus, it seems, had mixed feelings towards the world. He loved the world, laid down his life for it, and challenged us to love the world, even as he criticized it harshly and stated clearly that it was opposed to him.
For a moment during the second day of our mission trip to Moore, Oklahoma it felt like we were in the novel, Holes, by Louis Sachar, in which the protagonists, Stanley Yelnats and Zero, are forced to dig holes at camp in order to build “character.”
“Lord, have mercy!” It’s an expression I’ve heard occasionally, used as a mild oath. And yes — mild though it may be, it’s a sin against the Second Commandment about taking the name of the Lord in vain. But as a kid, I heard it from adults all the time, and didn’t think anything of it.