I have a confession. I don’t know where in the Bible it says you can’t ever have a drink. Ever. Ever. Ever. I do know that it says a lot about drunkenness and that God is not cool with that. But if you have a verse that says, “don’t drink beer,” by all means send it my way. In the meantime, one of the things some of us like to do is find sneaky ways to see if you drink beer too or view people that do as sweaty philistines on the fast track to the fiery pit of hell. We rarely come right out and ask you if you do, instead we look for subtle hints. Is that a bottle opener on his key cage? Was that a bottle cap on his porch? A few months ago we had a get together with some friends from our small group. I remember pulling a friend aside and having the following conversation:
Me: “Did you see that Corona box in the corner?”
Friend: “Yeah, I did. That’s a good sign.”
Me: “Agreed. Well let’s not say anything and just see what happens.”
