The Beauty of Simplicity

Do you ever have a hankering for Pizza? Well, I did...for about two months and I finally did something about it. Tonight was the night...see the half-eaten pie squared.

Pizza is one of those things that is not terribly complicated...flour, cheese, tomato sauce, onions, and some meat. Sausage is my pick, but bacon, pepperoni, and/or anchovies suffice. It does get hard to choose, so why not put em all on? Better to err with too much than too little.

I read somewhere that Pizza is becoming the food of the world...basically cheap ingredients, easy to make, and high profits. Why break your brain writing software?

The profound simplicity yet rewards of pizza first became apparent to me in college. While slogging through courses, the local pizza joint owner in town tooled around in a new blue Mercedes. I remember having some second thoughts about the benefits of the books versus the box. I am sure he derived some sense of satisfaction of us college students eating out of his hand while his other hand grabbed the cash.

Sometimes we think for something to be good, it has to be complex, unique, some type of pure existential expression and originality. Not necessarily. Look to the pizza...four or five ingredients and beloved worldwide. The Gospel, for all of its depth, is actually simple in its essence. Sin exists, Jesus died for sinners, we are forgiven. Grace is ours for the taking.