I had traveled to churches as a guest speaker for some time. Sandy was with
me this time, as I recall, but I was getting sick of eating pretty much the
same thing all the time and in restaurants, too. so, I this time ordered a
fish sandwich. After word, as others sat around the table talking, I was
playing with my fork and discovered a cherry tomato on my plate. I hate
cherry tomatoes but I was still hungry so I stabbed it, and stuck it in my
mouth. It was one of those little cups for mayonnaise and not a cherry
tomato.
Phil.
Jesus Is Your Problem. Luke 12:5
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