The Aftertaste
Tonight I ate Cookout's Cajun Fries and they were so spicy that after eating them, my mouth still hurt...remember that for later. Tonight, I went to my college-young adult meeting like usual, and the message was written specifically for me (well it felt that way). The message was about attitude, and Jonah and the prodigal son's older brother were the main characters. You see, they both had rotten attitudes about the actions of the Father towards people/places/situations they thought negatively of. At the beginning of the year, I was angry with God; I was angry because I didn't see His goodness being displayed in my life. Nothing made sense to me, nothing added up, nothing felt fair, nothing was right. Everything sucked. But I'm not angry anymore, but remember those fries? They were the main attraction, but the aftertaste, the afterburn, could hold it's own as a main show. I'll break it down for you: Fries=Anger I had toward God. Aftertas...