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
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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