Monday, December 10, 2007

You Just Never Know

It was Saturday night and we were headed out to a party. I popped my head out the kitchen door and said to the five boys playing football in the cold and wet of my lawn which was quickly becoming a skating rink:

"I ordered pizza - the money is by the front door. Take your shoes off when you come in. Somebody is tracking mud through my house!"

They reply:

"Okay."

"It wasn't me."

"Or me!"

Sunday afternoon as we pull into the drive after church and lunch I see something on my porch railing. Two socks - frozen solid. Not even a matched pair.

Somethings are better left unknown.

simple faith

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