Last evening was a little different Sunday evening…My body temperature sensor is different from the “other household member” for one thing and for the other thing, we never seem to want to watch the same tv programs (other than lobo basketball, we both love that). So, I said, “I’m chlly tonight, how about you?” “No”, she says, “I think the temperature is fine.” “Oh, ok.” I said…Then I said “why don’t we watch America’s Funniest Videos”. “No,” she says,” let’s watch something educational, like Sixty Minutes.” “Oh, ok.”… Between educational and humor, I usually take humor….So, I take my PM medication, get in my PJ’s, get under the covers to watch AFV on our tv in the bedroom. I fall asleep while watching AFV and wake in time to see the winners. I search the channels for another program and fall asleep again somewhere in the switching. I wake up in the middle of the night, 10:30pm as a matter of fact, and remembered that we had some left over cornbread from supper and we have some buttermilk in the frig…I was poor growing up, but we never went hungry, we had plenty of biscuits and gravy and buttermilk and cornbread. Did the cornbread and buttermilk ever taste good…uhmm, you bet….And to top off the middle of the night snack, I grabbed my Bible and turned to The Gospel of John, Chapter One and read, seemingly for the first time, And the Word became Flesh…..The Word became Flesh…Wow, kind’a of puts new meaning to the Word of God, especially in the Gospel accounts of the Bible…Why is it that we read things many times but  miss the true meaning for years and then over a bowl of buttermilk and cornbread God says “how have you been missing this”….I had always thought the Bible was the inspired word of God, but it is not inspired, but  it is His Word, still giving us direction for our life on earth and directions to reach our Heavenly Home, our eternal REAL LIFE…I feel better today, thanks to God’s Word and  in part to my late night …. buttermilk and cornbread….