Something really refreshing happened last night. My brother and I got into a yelling match with a friend. We were arguing about football, and Randy and I were on one side, and Ben was on the other. I kind of felt sorry for him, because when you're in an argument as loud as ours was, it kinda helps to have the extra volume.

Now, we weren't angry at one another. We all just disagreed, and boy we sure got our disagreements out on the table. It was an absolute joy to shout out your points at the top of your lungs while other people were trying to talk and yelling just as loud. It sounds chaotic, but it was strangely releasing.

I wouldn't argue in this manner with everyone. You have to know whom you are talking with and whether they appreciate this kind of communication. We agreed afterward that it was a great time.

If the subject of the argument was a serious issue, I don't think the yelling would have been the way to resolve it. But as an exercise in fellowship and bonding, it was a wonderful time.

Talk about a wonderful time, that's what living for God is. He gives me such joy! Oh it's great.