I should be a trust fund millionaire. I should have pants made of gold and shoes made of sparkling diamonds. I should not have a hole in my bedroom ceiling from the “squirrel incident.” I should not be forced to tell my kids that the pet store is the “free zoo.” I should be rich. But alas, I am not because of World War II. You will not believe this and that’s OK, but my grandfather once held the patent to blowing bubbles. That sounds like holding the patent to the rainbow, but it’s true. He and some scientists first formulated the substance that your kids blow bubbles with and my kids drink. (Hey, you made the bubbles green apple flavored and my kid is not supposed to guzzle that the moment I look away? You are killing me bubble cartel.) But during World War II they had to ration glass and it was impossible to sell bubbles without little glass containers so my grandfather sold the patent. And that’s why I will be going to work today.
You know who else should be rich? The person that first drew the “salvation illustration.” This is of course the illustration that shows you on one side, God on another and Christ as the bridge between the two. Seriously, next to the cross, is there an illustration that is used more often in Christianity? It’s our favorite illustration and it’s good. It’s simple and easy to understand and year after year, decade after decade we reprint it. And somewhere, a designer sits alone in a rocking chair counting their version of imagined bubble millions .
