We all sat in the same pew this morning in the back row of what Jimmy calls “Helltop” UMC (because he pronounces his Is weird). The 11 of us completely filled the pew and everyone was actually fairly appropriate -- not perfect, but pretty close.
Then we came home to an awesome brunch that Bart insisted on making himself. We’re off to the theatre this afternoon for movies...
But our lives are in mechanical rebellion. The washing machine doesn’t work. The back end of the car is smashed. The back tire on the van won’t work right. There is a leak in the sink in the kitchen so brown water gets on the floor and comes down into the basement. The fridge freezes things that aren’t supposed to be frozen. And I can’t send email.
And my u
I wonder if all of the defiance, restlessness, and toxic attitudes is effecting mechanical things around here....
Then we came home to an awesome brunch that Bart insisted on making himself. We’re off to the theatre this afternoon for movies...
But our lives are in mechanical rebellion. The washing machine doesn’t work. The back end of the car is smashed. The back tire on the van won’t work right. There is a leak in the sink in the kitchen so brown water gets on the floor and comes down into the basement. The fridge freezes things that aren’t supposed to be frozen. And I can’t send email.
And my u
I wonder if all of the defiance, restlessness, and toxic attitudes is effecting mechanical things around here....
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