Entitled or Called

Someone almost crashed into me the other day. He pulled out right in front of me and I had to swerve to avoid hitting him. I didn’t curse or gesture at him. I was just relieved to have avoided the accident. However, when I looked over at him he was foaming at the mouth, face flushed and contorted with anger, and he was yelling at me through his window. The nerve! He should be thanking me and apologizing. It’s hard enough to tolerate people’s stupidity without them turning the tables on you like that.

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The Cursed Crib

“This crib is cursed!” This was the determination we came to after fifteen different people messaged us about buying the crib we were trying to sell and then backed out of the sale at the last minute. After the first two scheduled pick ups didn’t show I was frustrated, but my 14 year old daughter, Julia, said, “Mom, stop trying to sell that crib. God probably has it for some specific person.” That was a nice thought, but I kept right on trying to sell that crib. Three weeks and five more scheduled pick ups later I was beyond frustrated. Then, I received a message from a local pastor stating that he was looking for a crib for his church nursery. After talking with him and seeing the need our brothers and sisters from another church had for the crib, we decided to give the crib to them.

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