I sat down at the computer this morning thinking “I have nothing to contribute today. I feel depressed. I lied to my wife about the condition of my heart. I feel secret. I thought about the gratitude I felt when the men prayed for me at our Friday breakfast and the praying time others tell me they spend. There is more; but to sum everything…into one big word [why]?
Then it happened. The “internet thing” of me going from page to page…wasting the morning away while drinking coffee. I ended up on my wife’s FB page. The first thought was (she left herself logged in) I am here to see what she looks at…girl stuff for sure.
First, there was a cute story of a family going through Kentucky and having a baby and their car broke down and no money. The city car dealership made a VID telling the world how nice it was they all “got together and fixed the problem.” My problem is I hate bragging stories.
There were other VID’s but then… this one.
My stubborn heart was shaken by the coach of a catholic school and will never be the same again.
Cheers to the yet to be edited part of the internet. RLW