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Catch a tie toMy Mommy took me shopping
For this one.
Like I said. Not the same words, but apparently the same
meaning. I won. Or lost.
I got the privilege of brushing her hair.
When we left for school she raced us to the
car, assuring us that she didn’t need her jacket. I grabbed it anyway and tossed it next to her
“in case you decide you want it.” As we
walked up to the school, her conversation went something like …
While still in the car: “I’m putting my
jacket on.” After two steps: “It’s freezing out here.”
She pulled her hands into her sleeves: “I’m so cold.”
Both hands in sleeves and in pockets: “How is it so cold out here?”
As we approach the front door: “My face is frozen like this.” She wore a cute little crooked smile. Needless to say, she was excited to reach the front door.
Then on my way back to the car, I had to
chuckle. Virtually every child I passed
was having his own version of the same conversation. They were freezing. Welcome to winter in Galveston. Oh, by the way the temperature was 63 degrees. Brrr.
Acts 28:2 says, “The islanders showed us unusual kindness. They built a fire and
welcomed us all because it was raining and cold.”
Father, thank you for the refreshing
coolness today. Amen.
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