Perhaps we have no idea what true suffering is. We haven’t been hung on a cross. So until that happens, why don’t we count our blessings instead of complaining about how bad our life/spouse/job/living conditions are?
Go ahead. Walk out on God. I know what it is, the reason they leave. They don’t want to be stuck in traffic. God forbid. A fate worse than death or God’s wrath, apparently.
sometime we should take a Saturday morning and do the local garage sale circuit just to entertain ourselves by studying the behavior of the seasoned garage sale shoppers. We decided that might be a bad idea. Chances are, we’d both come home with a carload of crap we don’t need.
Being a virgin on your wedding day is no guarantee of anything for your future, except, I suppose, it gives your spouse less of your past to be concerned about. With nothing to compare it to, it might also be hard to find fault with your spouse’s lovemaking technique
Frankly, you’d want to think of a mentor as someone whose example you’d want to follow, someone who can help you be all that you can be. Darby introducing me as such when I failed miserably in that role, is not something I find at all flattering.
There but for the grace of God go I.
we’re watching our country slip away under a socialist smiley face
“Have you ever noticed how many grumpy people there are in the world?”
Do you simply outgrow Christmas I wonder?
I don’t want to look back on this reversal of fortunes someday and laugh. I want to laugh now. So for the moment anyway, this is my new motto: “Poverty. More Fun the Second Time Around.”