Reviled and Bolstered

No school today so we scooted over in the gorgeous weather to Target, of course.  And Sonic.

Won't be much more of that with winter oncoming.  I just checked the chronicle of higher education to see if any new jobs were listed for English teachers, and there was one in Alaska.  Somehow, I think that might even be worse than this.  And can you think of anywhere I could go that would be FARTHER to go than that from here?

I found stuff on sale, but not the haul we made last time.  I got some jewelry and some spiral notebooks.  We went to Sam's and got a few things.  Vitamins.  I managed to spend all I had budgeted to spend, so go figure.  Money doesn't go anywhere anymore except flying out of my hands.

Anyhow, I was thinking about the Watchtower yesterday.  There were two cool words.  Haha, there were many cool words.  But two I particularly noticed.  The first one was bolstered.  There was a passage about our faith being bolstered.  They could have said strengthened, but that really would not be the same.  Here is why:  Bolster means supported, given a foundation.  Like, have you ever been to Target and saw a bolster pillow for sale?  Sometimes they are also called neck rolls.  The thing is, they are very important medically in some instances because they support the spinal column and its connection to the brain - which is where we think.  So if our faith is bolstered, it is supported and protects our thinking.

That's pretty sharp.  Also the WT spoke of how Jesus would not revile those bringing him up on charges, but they reviled him.  It doesn't say they taunted him or jeered or any other lesser words.  The root word there in vile is also the word where we form the word vilify or villain.  So they were making Jesus the villain.  A criminal.  They were saying he deserved the execution on that basis.  No wonder Jesus didn't want to reproach his Father's name that way.

Afterwards, a couple of people told me they enjoyed those comments.  I don't know how to read without seeing the connections between all the words.  I wonder if mechanics see motors that way, all the ways the parts connect to run the vehicle.  Artists see that way.  My mother could do that.  She could look at fabric and a pattern and she knew how the dress would turn out.  She could do the same way decorating a room.  I can too, but it would kill her to admit I inherited anything from her.

Carly got her teeth cleaned this week and we have a woman dentist.  When she came out, she said the dentist had Grandma's perfume on and she didn't know whether to smile or gag.  I said well, you didn't know if you were reviled or bolstered I guess.


Life is funny that way.  I am ready for a vacation.  I kind of think going to Bethel next week for three days will be a break in a wonderful awesome way.  In the meantime, it's late and I have a load of clothes to fold up and then sleep.