Inspirational

OUT TO PASTOR: Did you see my key?

My life has been bombarded with questions from the beginning of the day until I fall asleep at night.For the most part, I don’t prioritize questions. Usually, when people ask me a question, there is something behind that question.

FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: This life story begins in 1973 (kind of) part 48

“So,” Cheyenne said, “did you see that boy again?”“Oh, I did,” I said, “but it would be a couple of weeks later. A lot would happen before these two ships would pass in the night again and crash on shore.”Cheyenne chuckled at the metaphor.

OUT TO PASTOR: I’ll tell you when I’ve had enough

It was evening, and the day was just about over. The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I were chilling in the living room, watching TV.I’m not sure what we were watching on TV; it really didn’t matter. What mattered is that we were relaxing and enjoying the evening together.

OUT TO PASTOR: I sure miss being a spoiled brat

After my last doctor’s visit, I went to the Publix pharmacy to pick up new medicine.Doctors have a pill for every problem in the world – if only they all worked.I was early at the store, and my medicine wasn’t quite ready. So, I decided to walk around Publix and get a little exercise.

OUT TO PASTOR: What if I do have a brain?

After about a month on a health hiatus, things started returning to normal, and then I had a doctor’s visit scheduled for a checkup.At my visit, the doctor thoroughly examined me but couldn’t find anything wrong, and then I saw him standing there scratching his chin.

OUT TO PASTOR: My only exercise is jumping to conclusions

Over the past few weeks (or was it months?) I’ve been recovering from some health issues. They were not that serious, just annoying. I spent one day in the hospital and the rest of the time in bed, which is not the kind of vacation I want.During all that time, I’ve not had much time to exercise.