I’m afraid my wife is about to experience
the travails of an overdose this week.
OD’ing on civic duty. That’s
right, folks. Not only is Chris on a
trial jury starting today, but she joined me yesterday to go vote. Double whammy of good citizenship there. She is my American hero of the week.
But this whole jury thing has put some
pressure on me, though. Not only do I
have to fend for myself in the food department, but today I get to be the primary
baby sitter for Cailyn after school.
Fortunately I will have the assistance of one tiny canine whirlwind
named Fred. Before she left for school
today we sat at my desk and brainstormed about some things we could do since
Nani wouldn’t be home. My ideas were
limited to things like “Get a snack” and “Make some paper frogs.” Guess what her first idea was? “We could go play in the garage. You always have some cleaning to do out
there.” That’s my girl. Maybe we can figure out a way to make an eye
patch for Barbie Hook. Well, if anyone
has any ideas for an old DadDad and a six-year-old granddaughter to do for a
few hours on a Wednesday afternoon, please let me know. Help …..
James 1:9-11 says, “The brother in humble circumstances ought to take pride in his high
position. But the one who is rich should
take pride in his low position, because he will pass away like a wild
flower. For the sun rises with scorching
heat and withers the plant; its blossom falls and its beauty is destroyed. In
the same way, the rich man will fade away even while he goes about his
business.”
Father, give Chris and the other jurors
wisdom. And patience, with the lawyers
and the judge and each other. Amen.
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