To my fellow followers: There isn't ever snow in the Bay Area, so I thought going on a date with somebody from Tahoe (ski-resort heaven) would be challenging.
"Wanna go ice skating?" Raimo asked me one night on the phone. Of course, I forgot that there's ice skating at the Embarcadero now. So on my date with Raimo, a rugged hunk of a man with a God-sized hole in his heart, I posed several timely questions that God's spirit led me to ask.
"Raimo, though you're skating safely with me, do you realize that you're skating on thin ice with the Lord God? And if you don't submit to His Will for your life, you're going to eventually break through to the burning fires of Hell below that ice."
He responded, "Are you talking literally or metaphorically. If you're talking literally, then you're literally an idiot. Metaphorically speaking, I plan to grow my spiritually cold heart colder and colder to where that ice will never break."
Scrambling for Holy Spirit guidance, I shot back at him, "Well, I'm hotter than your icy heart could ever be, so as long as I'm around, I know that ice is going to melt and break someday, so REPENT!"
Raimo didn't come to know Christ that day, but God did remind me that a hot body will always be able to take on a cold, cold heart.
Love,
Tamara
*Thanks for bringing this to my attention, Amar!
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I always knew that a hot body was good for something! :)
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