Here is a summary of my findings (according to the number and grossness of the bacteria):
Toilet seats < Door handles < Faucets
Ew to faucets indeed.
That was nine years ago. Since then, I have not touched a single faucet or door handle or toilet seat in public restrooms without a paper towel or something to shield my skin from that thick, slimy, invisible layer of microorganisms.
My belief in bacteria dictates my action. Oh yes indeed it does. In fact, it even governs a sick feeling I get just thinking about faucets.
Years ago, around the time when I took that Microbiology class, I learned that much of the abortion debate centered around the question "when does life begin?" At conception? First trimester? Second trimester? Third? One's judgment on this issue depended on their answer to this question, that was what they said.
Belief dictates action.
Emeth at 14-weeks
We are a generation who believes murder is permissible.
My actions betray my beliefs. Every moment, every day. When I do not spend time in God's Word, when I am not living a life of obedience, when I do not fear the consequences of my sin — I am proclaiming:
The Lord and Creator of Heaven and Earth < Bacteria
Grim indeed.
3 comments:
Ling, thanks for proving my suspicions all along! you're not the only one who uses paper towels to protect your skin from those invisible germs. all these years, i thought i had some toilet-cleanliness-phobia thingy - the extent i go through when i had to use public toilet! :)
btw, am still learning to master the equation of: God > Bacteria... :)
gruesome sting! that'll stick to the mind!
Jie FeiNi -- You are most welcome!! =) So glad all that swabbing and looking under microscope can serve somebody. Ha.
Jeanjean -- i wish it would stick a little better. =)
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