Peace and Chicken Grease
"Peace and Chicken Grease, Sister!" the greeting/farewell my teenaged brother delivered, his grin and two fingers outstretched. I'm so thankful God has given me a brother with such a magnanimous spirit and a whole lotta wisdom. He can make me laugh when that's the last thing I feel like doing. He reads people better in five minutes than I do in five months. And he gives the best advice, partly because it's succinct but mostly because it is sheer wisdom laced with humor that brings peace to a troubled mind. Although he would probably deny this and laugh at me for saying so, he brings to mind Colossians 4:6, the theme verse for our recent Classical Conversations training, "Let your speech always be gracious, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how you ought to answer each person." That salt, by the way, is the Truth, capital "T." My brother was there for me yesterday when the sorrow akin to that described by Hamlet's usurping ...