“Joanie, where is that ink and quill we bought for Ritchie’s 5th grade Colonial day project?”
“Why? Oh, I think it’s in the office, near the envelopes and paper.”
Her husband disappeared, and a few minutes later returned with a sliver of the quill, ink, and a tiny piece of paper with ends rolled like a scroll. At Joan’s questioning look, he explained that the tooth fairy was leaving a note to go with the money. And that he’d roll the $1.00 bill up in the scroll.
“Are you sure that’s not going to get lost, or crushed, under her pillow?”
A crease furrowed his brow, “Ahhh, we’ll put it on her nightstand! And we’ll put the ink and quill next to it!”
“You know, that’s a lot of work that our 6 year-old is going to expect every time she loses a tooth. There are a lot of teeth. Are you sure you want to start with that?”
“Um. Ritchie can take over eventually.”
165 words / FFaw March 6th / hosted by Joy
I received a like on one of my posts from someone I haven’t yet developed a rapport. I’m always up for meeting new friends, and out of respect, I usually stop by someone’s blog if they took time to stop by mine. Off I went, to check out Damienparrott.com
At first, it was kind of flashy, and “get my book” kinda deal. Taken aback, I sighed and was about to leave, thinking it was just marketing. Then, I realized…I kinda liked the boldness. So, I listened to the video and liked his energy. I agreed with what he had to say, looked up their beliefs. Then I clicked to his blog on a post of what holds Christians back. Under the paragraph of why people don’t go to church – reason #2 Hypocrites… pertaining to not attending church because they are all hypocrites, and you don’t want to be a hypocrite…which is partially faulty thinking to justify not attending church ever, because… (and this phrasing made me laugh, I loved it)
the reality is if you’re not moving forward, you are spiritually decaying. Spiritual atrophy… The slow, steady erosion of your spiritual muscles.
And you know what flashed in my mind?
You guessed it: Senator Robert Kelly, in X-Men, when he became that mushy, watery mutant thing. Ew. That’s gross.
Well…I don’t know about you, but I don’t wanna be spiritual, mutant mush. YUCK!
# say ew to the goo
# get your spiritual work out on
P.S. Go Check out Damian’s site, I know I’ll be perusing and reading more posts.
“I thought the BIG 8 YEAR OLD was goin’ fishin’ to catch us dinner? Whatchya’ doin’?”
“Helpin’ the beavers.”
“This is MY side of the fence and that’s THEIR side. Now they know where to form the dam, keeping fish on one side, so I catch ’em!”
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