Loving Teriyaki Wings is not the Same as Loving Jesus

Bareknuckle Bible


Love is about to break loose in large numbers. Football fans are going to file into stadiums everywhere and holler as loud as they can. A few fist fights will probably break out. Folks love their teams. Now me—I love espresso in a big yellow John Wayne mug. You often say you love things, too, like blueberry muffins so hot that butter instantly dissolves over the top. Puppies that like to sleep in the crook of an arm. The oldies station that plays something from Boston every hour. Three day weekends with the smell of meat on a grill. We’re prone to say we love just about anything.

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