An hour and a half into our family celebration, things were looking a little dicey.
After a two-year pandemic hiatus, it’s beginning to look like our Kairos Prison Ministry team may actually be allowed back inside the prison this spring.
The Devil paid me a visit this week, and I didn’t wind up handling the encounter all that well.
I got a really bad feeling the other evening…when granddaughter Hannah – “in the house” for a sleepover – reported in astonishment, “Gramps, the toilet is smokin’!”
I’m told that a football game of some significance will be played today.
I expected to devote a goodly portion of my Saturday to shoveling snow. I wound up contemplating the presence of angels.
I guess this is my month for getting schooled by grandkids at board games. Last week, it was “Mousetrap”…this week, “NBA Bas-Ket”.