He put a new song in my mouth,
A hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear
And put their trust in the Lord.
Blessed is the man
Who makes the LORD his trust,
Who does not look to the proud,
Who those who turn aside to false gods.
I can’t remember if I’ve told this story on my blog or not, but it’s so good you could all bear reading it again anyway. The story takes place about four months ago, in my Philosophy and the Environment class, and I consider it one of the most humorous experiences I had during my entire college career.
This particular day, the professor had been belabouring the point that the Christian creation story , unique among creation myths, made God create things out of nothing. Other myths all involve Mother Nature (or some variation thereof) birthing things, a natural process, or creating them with her hands, or something else equally familiar to the rather primitive societies that invented these myths. The Christian story (my professor emphasized) had God speak and create something from absolutely nothing. To further impress this idea upon us, he asked if any of us had experienced, either through direct experience or observation, the creation of something from nada.
Naturally, the class sat silent; our professor had a zippy wit and intimidated or embarrased no small number of the students over the course of the class. Pressing, the professor asked again if any of us could claim to even have heard of such a phenomena in the world. And that’s when a brave soul spoke up:
Chuck Norris creates pain,
he said. If you can’t understand why the class burst out laughing, you need to check the Chuck Norris Facts page.
This is the kind of story you get when I could either tell a random story, or write another blog about work. I think all in all I prefer stories to boring talk about work, so on these days you get what I like. Just like at Christmas when a husband gives his wife the drill he always wanted.