I will get some rebuttal as well as criticism for this but I just have to tell it.
I have never (not ever) felt like I was the smartest guy in the room. Most of the time I am in the company of people that I esteem and admire. I am aware that sometimes our interests are not the same but I always want to learn from others and therefore always consider others smarter than me.
That all changed last night when I frequented a local “fast food” restaurant. Oh my, I thought that I might lose points from my already challenged IQ score. The longer it took for my order to be delivered the more I was “dumbing down”. It took a long time. I thought my School of Ministry Certificate of achievement might be recalled.
I was nervous. Alvin and the Chipmunks were singing , and Good Grief,….. I was able to understand them. Some guy in a yellow and red suit kept saying things to me, the same things, over and over. I finally just stopped talking with him…took my chicken thingy and went home.
Having said all this I am beginning to think that maybe I wasn’t the smartest guy in that room either.
Maybe some rest …..
In the Bonds of Calvary