The other day I paid a visit to one of my favorite places. Words fall short of explaining how much joy I get from this place. I immediately associate the place with happiness and goodness and delight. Clearly, I’m talking about Chipotle.
While visiting I came to an important conclusion about burritos (chicken, black beans, mild and corn salsa, cheese, sour cream, lettuce is my standard). Burritos are grace.
I repeat it for theological depth.
Burritos are grace.
I have done nothing to deserve something as delicious as the chicken-filled carb-fest described above, but I receive it anyways.
Grace.
God deserves immense praise for the wonderful grace that is the burrito. Amen.
(I’m 100% serious about this post)
3 comments:
That is a GREAT discovery! I will now justify my burrito consumption as being an act of receiving grace. You should also occasionally splurge for guacamole. Even though it's $1.80 extra, nothing could be more satisfying... although does that make me greedy, thus tarnishing this gift? Interesting thought.
I love your words so much Mac! lots of fun, but also with lots of insights...keep writing, pls :) Joan (Wang Qiong)
sorry, lost the "r"...))
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