She was leaving the bathroom in a sleep fogged daze (or was it him? Oh well…) carrying a chocolate bar in one hand. (That always grossed me out – chocolate in the bathroom??!!! Blech! And I’m a chocolate person! But, better chocolate than the other…) He was running down the hall, a jar of peanut butter in hand. WHAM!!!! They collide. (What a surprise)
“You got chocolate on my peanut butter.” “No, you got peanut butter on my chocolate.” Two great tastes that taste great together. (Of course, then we all sing the jingle…that is if we’re older than 30.) 
Today, that’s what we’re going to talk about in our discussion about faith. The power of two powerful things coming together. And it will be great! Read the rest of this entry ?
