I can sense that you are confused and perhaps befuddled, too. “Did someone just call me a ‘Hoser’?” you’re asking yourself. Yes, I did!
“And what does ‘Hoser’ mean?” you wonder.
I’m not sure. I heard it once when I was a youth, and since, by definition, youth are cool, we know that I am cool for using that term! And since you now appreciate how cool I am, we’ve instantly built rapport!
That’s what slang is for!
Let’s talk about the word “Hoser” and other slang because this is a way you can trust me due to your intuitive sense of my coolness.
As you know from previous blog posts, I have a surprising rapport with today’s youth. I was using this internal magnetism to show my teenage nephew how cool I am (deep down) recently. As you can see, I was taking his Sea-Doo for a ride.
As I look more closely, I’m unsure why he seems to have a headache in this photo. I’m also not sure why he never let me fully drive the thing without him, but whatever – we can’t expect perfection!
At least we have viable proof that I am a cool Auntie!
Then, I used slang to drive home further the point of my magnetism and ability to connect with younger people. “How do we get back on this thing if we fall off?” I asked him. But because he is a youth and therefore (culturally considered as) cool, I didn’t say “fall off.” I said, “Spill.”
“Huh?” he asked. He asked me to repeat myself three times. Whatever – Now that I think about it, he had no idea what I was talking about. Perhaps that term is too old for him, but let it be known that I’m sure he got the impression that I am cool.
Here’s another example of using slang to show off my magnetism.
I was hiking with some friends. Our younger friends, a married couple, stayed behind us on the trail, and we were waiting for them to take a group photo. After a few minutes I thought it was long enough to wait, so I yelled, “Hey! What are you two doing up there? Necking?” Our pastor, over 30 years older than me, laughed and said, “You’re showing your age! They’re so young! I bet they have no idea what necking is!”
(It means kissing! How can people forget that stuff so quickly? Are you trying to say I’m older than I feel?)
But let’s get to the point: “How do you get drunk on God, Hoser?”
Actually, “CAN you get drunk on God, Hoser?” is perhaps the question to ask first. Yes, you can! Here’s proof from the ancient text that has shaped your life more than you realize (regardless of how frequently, or if ever, you’ve opened it to take to read).
Others joked, “They’re drunk on cheap wine.” That’s when Peter stood up and . . . spoke out with bold urgency: “. . . listen carefully and get this story straight. These people aren’t drunk as some of you suspect. “In the Last Days,” God says, “I will pour out my Spirit on every kind of people . . .”
I accidentally got drunk on God once, and I’ll tell you about that another time.
For now, you can trust me when I talk about Hosers and getting drunk on both God and alcohol because:
(1) I’m cool.
(2) I’ve been drunk on God.
(3) I’ve been drunk on alcohol.
Using pure, unadulterated logic, if you, for example, have been drunk on alcohol but never been drunk on God, then you can’t say which one is better!
Since I’ve had experience being drunk on both, you can trust me implicitly to tell you that being drunk on God is way, way, way (infinite way) better!
So give it a try, Hoser!
Another time, we’ll discuss the common ingredients that help us have a softer heart towards the things God cares about. This heart posture doesn’t throw water on the fire of His Spirit quite as much as we usually do, so sometimes, if we’re very fortunate, the water of His love can penetrate a smidge further into our hard hearts and thick skulls. This love may make us feel a bit drunk by His Spirit.
But that discussion is for another time.
For now, know that you’re deeply loved by God, Hoser!
You’re welcome!
Good luck!
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