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Do Over!

Monday, July 08, 2002 (00:00:00)
When we played marbles as a kid, we would all gather around, draw a circle in the dirt and put our marbles in the circle.  We would then try to knock the other player's marbles out of that circle without knocking our own out.  If we made a bad shot, we would quickly shout "Do Over!"  If we shouted first, we would get the chance to do the shot over.  The previous shot would not be counted against us.

There are several variations of the "Do Over" request.  Unfortunately, the option is not available in life.  We have no "Do Overs" no matter how fervantly we request them.

Bumper Sticker

Sunday, March 03, 2002 (12:50:38)
The car behind me was dangerously close to my bumper.  Call me old-fashioned, but when I cannot see the headlights of a car behind me, im my rear-view mirror, and I am traveling 65mph, they are too close.

<HONK!> <HONK!>  Oh great, now she is in a hurry to get around.  There is nowhere for me to go.  Rush hour traffic is too heavy on this stretch of highway.

Bear

Sunday, March 03, 2002 (12:47:56)
He was handsome far above many others.  He had thick, black shiny hair that formed a beautiful mane. His dark eyes sparkled with silent laughter and he almost skipped when he walked.  At first appearance, you would think he was a tough guy when he would slightly bow his head and give a low growl.  But deep down inside, we knew he was a softy. 

Divine Inspiration Or Prophecy?

Friday, March 01, 2002 (13:24:19)
A boy was watching his father, a pastor, write a sermon. "How do you know what to say?" he asked. "Why, God tells me." "Oh, then why do you keep crossing things out?"

This was originally told as a joke. In reality, the father was incorrect in the answer he gave to his son. What he meant to say is that God inspires him.