Archive for July, 2009
Tuesday, July 14th, 2009
Cashier in training
Well this gives me something to add to my old-dog-new-tricks list. At least, I hope (for Karsten and Shelly’s sake) I end up learning something. I believe God never wastes anything, so I’ll be on the lookout for what he has for me here.
Tune in tomorrow for a first-day report and sometime soon a fashion blog or two.
Sunday, July 12th, 2009
What am I missing here?
The cheerful cashier placed my cantaloupe in a bag. She rolled the plastic tight to the melon and dropped the bundle into another bag.
“I always double-bag these things. They’re so heavy, I want it to get home safe.”
I hope it’s the thought that counts.
Friday, July 10th, 2009
Más Que Todo Jesús Te Ama
Earlier this year, my 14-year-old niece, Somer, was in Guaimaca, Honduras, with a group from her church.
One resource was the Spanish edition of the tract, “Most of All, Jesus Loves You,” adapted from my book of the same name.
They were dispersed widely and received gladly by adults as well as children.
Thursday, July 9th, 2009
Lesley, this is for you.
Lesley and Talitha yearned for chicken salad croissant sandwiches from the Red Rooster in Barnesville. But when they went last week, the chicken salad was all gone for the day, the ONLY day available to them together.
Now Lesley has returned home. But Talitha and I had a date today and Talitha’s longings were fulfilled.
Sorry, Lesley. We thought of you.
P.S. Your candy is in the mail. Really, I mean it.
Wednesday, July 8th, 2009
Southern Surrealism
n.
- A 20th-century literary and artistic movement that attempts to express the workings of the subconscious and is characterized by fantastic imagery and incongruous juxtaposition of subject matter.
Seen in central Georgia:
A tree with its roots in a rainspout
Outlaw Josey Wales overseeing get well cards and glittery rag doll angels
What’s your latest surrealism sighting?
