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Those who knew me in the manner of I wore a juvenile parson's achievement and tie would willingly attest to the fact that I reigned as the "flip-flop" king, and to be honest, I was rather glad in this direction later than no desire to resign. Ralph Waldo Emerson subsequently said, "Consistency is the hobgoblin of small minds."
If that is true, I have a more than tolerable mind.
For some reason, determined persons (and you know who you are) are fanatics in the manner of it comes to consistency. I don't desire to be guilty of dropping names, heaven knows I've dropped whatever else, but one such person, who shall remain nameless, lives in my house.
In my past, I've been an advocate of the advantages of inconsistency and offered my counsel upon the topic at abnormal intervals.
For an example, I've always believed "variety is the spice of life." What would this world be without such diversity?
I think I have God upon my side in this. see at His creations. The real proof, in my mind, that God created the expose and the earth is in this variety of the species.
God did not just create "a bird." God created hundreds of varieties of plants of all color imaginable, as with ease as additional things.
Whatever God has created, He has ended correspondingly subsequently an infinite number of variations on the subject. Certainly, God believes in variety.
Another advantage of inconsistency is it keeps links and intimates off-guard and guessing. If I would do the thesame issue more than and over, my contacts and associates would arrive to a certain level of expectation from me.
What a bore.
However, if I am for eternity flip-flopping, nobody knows exactly what I'm going to realize next. And for my keep (if I had any) I go for the zing of flip-flopping.
I would not say this to just anyone, but, the chief lead to flip-flopping is less strain on the little grey cells. I don't have to recall everything.
Although flip-flopping has many desirable advantages, the biggest disadvantage to my inconsistency is the Mistress of the Parsonage. Some people, as I've mentioned, endure a low view of flip-flopping.
Her view, as it turned out, was the lowest. I would soon find out just how low.
Recently I treated the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage to an to come hours of daylight repast at the Slurp N Burp Caf. That is just the nice of boy I am.
In retrospect, it was a bad idea. I thought my animatronics was going great. I thought nothing could really be better in my life, but the husband is always the last to know sure things.
Women, especially wives, have a sixth prudence more or less these things, whereas men, particularly husbands, haven't a clue. Women are usually referred to as the "fairer sex," but, and I talk in imitation of authority, they get not be in fair.
Everything came to a head (my head, that is) as soon as I started ordering my breakfast. I could not find on what I wanted for breakfast. At first, it was eggs, subsequently pancakes, next oatmeal. every of the selections looked delicious and I just couldn't create stirring my mind.
I finally established upon eggs but could not deem how I wanted them. gone correspondingly many ways to fix eggs, it is hard to make a decision on scrambled, fried or soft-boiled. They all sounded scrumptious at the time.
I granted upon scrambled eggs but called the waitress put up to five epoch to bend my order. In hindsight, I look my suffering but; subsequently I was held hostage to my changeability, which speedily turned into a liability.
As the waitress left the table for the fifth time, I was very nearly to remember her next my eyes happened to catch my wife's eyes. I was startled to see fiery daggers dance from her eyes in yes, you guessed it my direction.
The most staggering element were the words spattering from her mouth. To say I was amazed is later saw a skunk has aroma issues.
"Either," she snarled, "you flip or you flop." She took a deep breath and continued, "This flip-flopping has got to stop, and stop now."
I attain not know the difference amid a flip and a flop. Is a flip, for example, worse than a flop? Moreover, is it realizable to flip and not flop?
To this day, I have no idea of what she meant, but at the time, I could look she was in no quality to notify and I was not in a frame of mind to listen her explanation. After all, I am a gentleman and I love activity especially my own.
Then she gave me that womanly grimace, conveying the idea that she essentially designed what she said and furthermore, she could encourage it in the works in the same way as actions. I don't know what those "actions" were, and receive me, I can enliven the land of my activity without that wee bit of knowledge, thank you.
Later that hours of daylight I reflected upon this incident and reached for my Bible. Several verses suggested themselves to me.
"For I am the Lord, I bend not; so ye sons of Jacob are not consumed." (Malachi 3:6 KJV.)
And the other Testament verse that says, "Jesus Christ, the thesame yesterday and today, and for ever." (Hebrews 13:8 KJV.)
As I meditated upon these two verses, my heart warmed in the manner of gratitude that Jesus did not flip-flop when it came to my redemption.
