"I do not want people to be agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them." - Jane Austen

I use the section headings in my Bible. Especially with the OT, I often know the neighborhood of something I want to read, but not the specific chapter. For example, I'd turn to the early chapters of 1 Samuel to read about David & Goliath, but those section headings would help me find the narrative more quickly than if they were absent.

However, sometimes they do a real disservice. The worst is the heading between Eph. 5:21 and 22. I've never seen a Bible with headings that didn't have one between those verses that says something like, "Marriage Relationships." This separates the "submit" of v. 21 from the "submit" of v. 22 and has given millions of Christians the very false notion that wives are to submit to husbands, but not the other way around. If anything, v. 21 is the lead verse to the section and any heading should go above, not below it.

I've also never seen a Bible with headings that didn't put one between Rom. 1:17 and 18. This separates the two references to the righteousness of God in v. 17 from the two references to the unrighteousness of mankind in v. 18, and that juxtaposition is central, not just to the flow of thought here but for everything that follows in Romans.
Grrrr.

Steve responded to a post a couple of nights ago where I said I wanted some Chucks. He wrote that if you wore them the first time around you're too old to wear them when they come back.
But I didn't wear them back in the day. I was wearing saddle shoes - the ONLY kid in school to be wearing saddle shoes.
You know those yellow raincoats that came with a separate matching yellow rain hood? Yep, wore one of those, too.

For every silver lining there comes a cloud.
After record setting heat for most of the summer the weather here has moved to near perfect. Windows and doors open all day, AC turned off, and fresh air moving through the house. Alas, this time of year the population of Sun City increases 25% with old snow birds returned from South Dakota and Minnesota. With their return comes a corresponding increase of BAD DRIVERS. Aaargh!
I sometimes wonder how some of these people survive a trip to Walgreens without killing themselves and six others.

I drove through downtown Phoenix today, a first for me. I had to get from Point A to Point B and definitely did it the long, slow way, but I don't know the interchanges down at that end of town so I took surface streets. Turns out to be an interesting 'hood. Wide streets, the light rail system running down the middle, and an interesting mix of new skyscrapers and small shops.
But what is it about downtowns that draws the mentally ill?

Pam and I went out for dinner tonight to a place that identifies itself as Tuscan. OK. I thought Tuscan was that city south of Phoenix. I just know it's informal, reasonably priced and they have good Paninis. We saw a guy there wearing blue jeans and a black mock-turtle neck shirt.
In mourning.

Tomorrow's agenda includes bolting on the muffler. We'll see if everything lines up.