Soul food is the gospel!

Last night me and Yvette went out to the Soul Food Kitchen in Inglewood. Short ribs, catfish, greens, red beans and rice were all on deck. That was some real deal soul food although there are some better places around LA. Just ask the chowhound. It's funny because it got us to start talking about how good here Mom's neckbones were and led me to strange yet true discovery: Neckbones are gross. Who wants to eat the neck of an animal? We realized too that there isn't much meat on a neckbone but it is considered a delicacy. Soul food is an amazing example of redemption. Taking what was discarded and turning it into treasure. That's what the gospel is. A despised, rejected man from an obscure town in an oppressed nationkilled as a criminal who rose from the dead as King and Savior of the world. This makes me want to eat catfish and red beans and rice before every communion!