My friend Clyde is a...
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My friend Clyde is a weeper. He weeps at weddings and at funerals. Watching a sentimental movie or hearing the children's choir sing in church make the tears begin to roll. It is said that even reading a soup can label can make Clyde weep! The trouble with Clyde is that his weeping seems to have no sense of time or place. Clyde indiscriminately weeps when he is sad, weeps for joy, and weeps for just about anything in between.
The scribe Ezra said to his people that this was no time for weeping. "This day is holy to the Lord your God (Nehemiah 8:9)," which meant it was a day beyond both sentimentality and anxiety. The trouble with my friend Clyde is that I sometimes think his weepiness is a defense against real emotional involvement and commitment, the way joking and laughter can also be a defensive shield. Whether Ezra's people wept from loss or guilt or fear, it was clear that they had time on this Lord's day for none of these, but were called instead to celebration in the Word of God.
--Curley
The scribe Ezra said to his people that this was no time for weeping. "This day is holy to the Lord your God (Nehemiah 8:9)," which meant it was a day beyond both sentimentality and anxiety. The trouble with my friend Clyde is that I sometimes think his weepiness is a defense against real emotional involvement and commitment, the way joking and laughter can also be a defensive shield. Whether Ezra's people wept from loss or guilt or fear, it was clear that they had time on this Lord's day for none of these, but were called instead to celebration in the Word of God.
--Curley
