Your boasting is not good. Don’t you know that a little yeast works through the whole batch of dough? Get rid of the old yeast that you may be a new batch without yeast–as you really are.
1 Cor. 5:6-7
Teaching summer school keeps me modest; the constant act of balancing what I know and what they ask— two rarely-congruent situations — forces me to occasionally honestly reply, “You know, I’m not sure about that.” Which is very humbling, since these kids were born in 1990 and have had at least six years less schooling than I have. Age doesn’t mean that they cannot ask perceptive questions occasionally—something of a gem in the rough situation, since the vast majority of their questions run along the lines of, “I don’t get this,” with “this” referring to a question of this type: “Simplify (2(a^6)b)/(4(a^2)b^3)” or “For all a ? 0, what does the graph of ax^2+bx+c look like?” Worse still, I want to smack somebody in the head when they don’t know how to solve such algebraic equations as 30x+15 = 10x – 5. Come on, people! You can’t subtract the 10 from the x because it’s “attached by multiplication.” I say that at least five times a day, often more. Enough venting. God is good, providing us with a condo right near BCS to stay in, with money to buy fresh half-flats of raspberries from a farmer’s across the street, with warm lazy summer afternoons to doze and pet the dog in. Every morning we wake up with the sun shining through the kitchen window and enjoy the fact that we’re not sleeping on the floor. We have access to big TVs, a car, and plentiful food, as well as loving family and friends. We attend schools in America, land of excellent (if expensive) educations. I could go on and on, but the point is: if many of my comments are complaining, they aren’t the full spectrum of life. I doubt there’s anybody who reads this blog who truly has more to complain about than offer thanks for. We live in America, land of the free and home of the brave; though we all complain about our country’s leaders and its policies, who among us would give up the blessings that come with an American citizenship?
I think that greed, like the yeast in today’s verse, has insinuated its way into American culture until we cannot but gripe about the hardships we “endure”—if indeed endurance even need be applied to our troubles. We don’t starve or freeze to death, our physical needs are over-abundantly met, we pay less for gas than nearly anybody in the world, we enjoy some of the world’s finest technology at great prices… Maybe it’s time to get rid of the easily-accepted “I Deserve All” mindset and give thanks for what we’ve been given—everything.