the peak experience of faith.

What is we goin do?

God in the flesh, said "Oh you of little faith.  Do you not remember the loaves and fishes?"

"Why do I have to keep reminding you?"

"Why the heck does he keep reminding us?"

No miracle is too very far from our fingertips, even this, the princes of the power of the air, twenty pounds of fish and bread, and I mean, twenty pounds of foccacia is nothing to sneeze at, and the fish, he just "break the bread".

He has to keep reminding us, perhaps, to sustain the miraculous sense of wonder, the peak experience of faith, mayhap.  In that, we are truly "more than conquerors", and as is said, "nothing is close away from them".

And then she was constipated, and after what Juan Vivo did to her, set it to the sticking place, and all she had to do was drop a deuce to be happy again, to be "Shalom", "whole", drop a deuce.

All she needed was faith.

But not just any faith, but a peak experience of faith, such as near the end of a good sermon, when the feeling has built, when the faith is most prodigious, where she can let go and aim it at the drain, and just kind of Eminem that sin debt away.

"Lord take this burden away from me."

There was only one set of footprints after all, and he was there all along, if you only acknowledged Him.