I've never been one to say shoot instead of Poop...or Butt-head instead of ( * )
Things just fall out of my mouth.
Long about a month or so ago...I started sayin' prayers right out loud...usually startin' with
Sweet Baby Jesus...sumpin' sumpin'
It' wasn't in vain...they were honest prayers.
I blessed the car prior to takin off for the Cape and asked for protection against Butt-heads and holes.
I also asked that we not run into traffic.
I do hope he doesn't mind.
Doesn't seem to...things have been turnin out rather well on his watch.
So thank you SBJ. I do so appreciate your lovin' hand in my life!
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