Humble, but Humorous
A view of the funny side of discovering GOD's plan
It wasn’t the dog, this time
There’s a new culprit in the house.
Me: “Okay, guys, whoever used the jelly last, needs to wipe up the counter. There are spots of jelly dried every where. Gross.”
Kids (simultaneously chiming in): “Not me. It wasn’t me.”
Me: “Well somebody did.”
Daughter: “It was dad. He made a sandwich today.”
Me: “Dad made a chicken salad sandwich. He didn’t use jelly.”
Kids: “Well, it wasn’t me.”
Me: “Okay, so it must have been the Holy Spirit… came down and and apparently, God made himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?”
Son (laughing big belly laugh): “Yep.”
Dad: “Yes. Jehovah did it.”
Me: “A Jehovah sandwich?”
Should we open a restaurant and call it Belly of the Whale?
5 Comments on “It wasn’t the dog, this time”
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Yo! Sandi Jim and I are missing you. I know you’re busy. But do drop by sometimes if you can.
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Moms are supposed to clean up after everyone I think.
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That’s their job? And then we wonder why the “youth” leave our parks and schools littered.
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I suspect it may have been you all along.
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Except I clean up after myself (and everyone else?)
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