• Buying Groceries and Other Scary Stuff

    (Marriage Ministry Mondays) The several shelves, stocked with spices of every imaginable type, were a little overwhelming and I was in deep thought as I studied the various bottles, tins, and cylinders. The booming male voice startled me a bit, “Do you cook much?” I looked over at the hulk of a man who was standing beside me, also puzzling over the spice shelves. “Yes . . . I do” was my response. He was more than six feet tall, in his early thirties, with elaborate tattoos rippling across his muscular frame. His sheepish demeanor didn’t fit his physically intimidating exterior. “Do you see any chicken seasoning?” he asked, without…