
And then an hour later...my friend who was recently kicked out of my church...almost but not quite invited me to her new one. By that, she just let me know when it started in the morning.
I have mixed feelings as this is the friend that told me she lied to me and didn't trust me and all that...so I don't know how we would get on being at the same church again.
But at the same time...I do know the people she know calls pastor and know that they're good and godly people. I think I would feel safe with them.
Ah, the thoughts that tumble in my head. I was working last night, helping one of the guys jog the newspapers as they flew off the press and I told him, "I've figured out the secret to jogging papers...it's not thinking about what you're doing." Which he agreed with. And then I said, "I just haven't been able to stop thinking about it yet." Cracked him up!!!
I once told Pastor Norm that half my problem was that I thought too much...and the other half being that I didn't think enough.
Oh ~ I'm not hurting quite as badly tonight, so maybe Gerry was right and my hands will get used to the work. Still thinking of going and seeing Doc and having him crack my back into shape. :)
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We all think a lot; it's part of life. I'm still concerned about those hands of yours.
Jean-Luc I know you are :)
As for the new church...I haven't made up my mind yet what to tell her. She invited me in last night and we talked for a while...ok, she talked, I listened...more needs to be said though before I would ever be able to go to the same church as her.