If you don't cross the "t" or dot the "i", how do you know which one it is......

I was driving home from church yesterday and we pulled up to a red light and stopped behind a Honda SUV.  I said to my wife, "I would HAVE to fix that. That would drive me crazy!"  She looked up and said, "fix what?"  I said, "the word HONDA on that SUV...." She said, "I don't even see HONDA anywhere...."
The metal wheel cover had the large letters HONDA on it, and it was crooked!  Come on!  Would that bother you?  I mean, how tough would it be to just spin that piece a little bit clockwise?  There, now I feel better.

Okay, how about when somebody on facebook sends you an invitation for an event and asks if you're attending?  Don't you feel an obligation to respond, even if they live 1,000 miles away and really didn't MEAN you?  Come on... if you don't respond that little red number in the upper left corner is going to keep driving you crazy.  It glares at you saying, "Here's something not done!  Nanny nanny boo boo!"  Just respond and be done with it.  That's what I do.  Now, I really feel better.

I could go on....... but you get my drift. How you handle the details in your life tells people a lot about you.  (I haven't decided what yet.) 

Church Gossip

Mildred, the church gossiper and self-appointed monitor of the church's morals, kept sticking her nose into other people's business.
Several members did not approve of her extra curricular activities, but feared her enough to maintain their silence.  She made a mistake, however, when she accused Henry, a new member, of being an alcoholic after she saw his old pickup parked in front of the town's only bar one afternoon.  (It had broken down and he was after a tow truck).
She emphatically told Henry and several others that everyone seeing it there would know what he was doing.
Henry, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and just turned and walked away.  He didn't explain, defend, or deny.  He said nothing.  Later that evening, Henry quietly parked his pickup in front of Mildred's house..... walked home.... and left it there all night.
You gotta love Henry!

No way would I take a FULL year sabbatical....... that's just plain lazy!

Okay, I know it's real close.... man, where has a year gone!

Anyway, I'm back by popular demand......  Okay, popular request....... Okay, it wasn't really popular either.... and it wasn't actually a request.  Somebody just asked me what the name of my blog was....

Hey, that's enough for me.  I knew deep down they were a dry and thirsty soul, looking for some refreshment that could only be quenched by my fountain of thoughts........ okay, trickle.

I hope to be more frequent, with shorter entries that are quick to read.... if I can.  I know you're busy.  Plus I'm getting older and can't keep one train of thought too long anymore.....

I guess I'm done.  Not much of a splash after ALMOST a year.  But I look forward to connecting again.
God bless.