I’m reading Romans 5 & 6 today (NIV version). Sometimes when I read the Bible I read it in my mind as though the words are being spoken by a fiery and robust southern preacher. Sweat on the brow and handkerchief in hand. I was reading today while walking around for some excercise at work. When I got to about the middle of chapter 6 I started to recognize that I had been so into the sermon that I was walking rather briskly with a little hop in my step. I don’t think I shouted for joy but I was close if I didn’t. So, be warned, the word has a tendency to add vigor to you steps.