That damn Jack. He’s back. He and his slovenly, slothy, soul sucking self came back . . . and I let him in! Jack snuck right into my house through the front door . . . the door that I left wide open. He made my house a home and my home his house. He …
Monthly Archives: June 2019
So, once again I am reminded that my plans are not God’s plans. And if my plans don’t align with God’s plans, I’m screwed. Time out . . . here I come. He stops me in my tracks. And I’ve been bad ya’ll. So, I have more time on my hands now that I’m not …
Oh boy. Here comes Trouble. I hate being thrown off kilter. I really do. I hate having to adjust to whatever Trouble fastballs my way. Hate it. Just when I get over and through one thing, something else creeps up. It’s as if Trouble is about to pass me by but then suddenly changes its …