Post-party can of beer

After yesterday’s posts and reading Kingsjoy’s post on Galatians, all I could wish for while I was driving back home was that I wasn’t just “…the creaking of a rusty gate.”

1st Corinthians 13:1

If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don’t love, I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.

I felt as empty as a can of beer after a party.