Monday, October 10, 2005

COACH CHICKEN

Our daughter’s softball coach has a habit on fly balls. If it looks like the outfielder is going to catch it, he yells rapidly to his base runner, “Back! Back! Back!”

The other day, I couldn’t help myself. “He sounds like a giant, estrogen-deprived chicken.”

Well, he DID.

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Prayer request: Lord, an acquaintance was sharing his bitterness about a former employer, who he says “ruined people’s lives” with heavy-handed management and a cold, hard approach to the bottom line. This friend has been out of that man’s employment for 20 years, but is still angry at him. Father, help him to let it go and be glad he’s not under the guy’s thumb. Help him to see the price that man has paid for his negative actions, so that he’ll remember that only Your ways bring joy and peace. (Psalm 37:7)

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