One of my favorite Christmas memories is watching Rudolph back in the day when our only choice was to see specials like that on regular television. Now we have DVDs and on-demand programming and I can watch Rudolph any time of the year. I think this is both good and bad. It kind of takes the "special" out of the show, but network stations probably did that years ago when they began to air Rudolph a week after Thanksgiving.
Anyway, lately I have been feeling a lot like Herbie, the guy who is making toys with the elves but really wants to be a dentist. I don't really want to be a dentist, but sometimes I feel like I could wind up on the island of misfit church workers. Take for instance this blog. I am sure that many people probably judge me for writing about situations that should be kept in those places we ask God's forgiveness for in private. I always ask the questions in a Bible study that get glances with expressions my parents would make when I embarrassed them. For example, in a recent reading of Isaiah, "a voice cries in the wilderness make straight in the desert a highway for the Lord". So how did that guy Isaiah know what a highway is? I mean, I know he was a prophet, but really? Ok, so before I get more of those looks from the people reading this, you have to understand I know it is a translation. I get that. My question is not actually how did he know about highways. I am really asking the person who decided to create this translation; A Highway? Years of education in linguistics and that is the best you could come up with? When everyone else takes those words at face value, I am distracted by details. I listened as John the Baptist sent his disciples to Jesus to ask him if He was the one. Jesus replies to them, "go and tell John what you have seen". And then they go. Everyone seems okay with this. I couldn't help but think if I were one of those guys I would have said to Jesus, "Ok, we will go back and tell him what we have seen, but are you the One? We came all this way to ask that question and I am pretty sure John will want to know."
I can relate to Herbie. Herbie always looked at toy-making a bit different. Why not fix the doll's teeth? It can be a good doll and have good teeth.
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