Tigers and Troubles

Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry? -Blake. A little update on what's going on in our world: Amy's teaching about endangered and extinct species in social studies, and she had a little surprise.  One of her students loves the species of the tiger.  Adores the tiger.  Admires the tiger hugely.  The tiger, however, is an endangered species.  He did not like this fact.  No, he deplored it.  Indeed, it sent him into despair, and he began to weep, wondering, no doubt, if the tiger would, one day, no longer be able to burn bright. Conner's Bible class today entailed a twenty minute discussion on whether or not it is worth getting saved.  After explaining that Jesus has given us back the freedom we had in Eden, to choose God or death, the students were in an uproar because God didn't appear in the sky and show Himself bodily to them.  Conner tried to respond calmly, but they wouldn't accept history, logic, or the faith of others as a basis for believing.  He thought to himself, "A wicked and adulterous generation asks for a sign!"  The Resurrection's the proof; they've all admitted it's possible and maybe even likely, but they just won't accept it. We're getting some of our furniture reupholstered. That's all for now.  Enjoy the anecdotes; pray for the protagonists.