Restless?

Mr. JONES and Mr. SMITH were hanging out. 

 

JONES says: “Listen to this quote, ‘my heart is restless until it rests in you.'” 

 

SMITH laughs and retorts: “Must have been written by a girl.” 

 

JONES, quiet for a while, says: “Well, sometimes I am restless. In fact, last night, I spent 3 hours looking at porn.” 

 

SMITH : “Was it good stuff?!” “I find that the free porn is ok, but you have to put out the bucks for something satisfying.”  “Three hours, eh.  Must have been some HOT stuff.”

 

JONES : “Naw . . . it was basically . . . re-runs.”

 

SMITH : “So now you are taking up reading Bible-ly looking books?”

 

JONES : Holding the leather bound book, says, “It’s St. Augustine’s Confessions.” Then after a pause: “From the 5th Century AD.”

 

SMITH : “What the..  Huh?  Who the…  what are you talking about?”

 

Feeling dejected and a bit scorned by Smith, JONES leaves to take a walk with uncomfortable questions poking his conscience.

 

“What do I really want?”

“Can a be satisfied with a woman made of pixels?  A pixelated woman?”

“Wonder why she did that photo shoot?”

“What does she really want?”

“I wonder if she is as desperate as I am?”

 

JONES stops at a park bench.  He takes up the book, finding his book mark, and reads the whole quote.

 

“You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it rests in you.”

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  • Are you like JONES?  Where does your restless heart wander? 
  • And are you satisfied where your wandering heart takes you? 
  • What, Who can satisfy your restless heart? 

 Tolle Lege  — “Take up and read”

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