When you notice that the Catch has been coming out late, or sometimes (as in last Monday) not at all, you can usually assume one thing: I’m going through the wringer. I’m trying to get at something that I’m not getting. I’m going through two, sometimes three versions of a Catch, and then at the end of the day I still have to conclude — nope; that’s not it. I’m fighting with God; I’m fighting with myself; and I’m fighting with Marti, who understands me so well, she knows when to blow the whistle on me. So that’s why this little paragraph is all you’re going to get from me today, but there is hope for tomorrow.
I once wrote a book, Making Real What I Already Believe. Well that’s what I think is happening here. I’m having to reinterpret something I thought I knew. This was supposed to be an easy week. I was going to teach a passage I have taught more than any other in the Bible. Who would have thought I would get stuck in 2 Corinthians 4, but here I am.
So hang in there with me. Tomorrow is looking better.