Error Prone
About the 2:00pm hour this afternoon I hit a wall, and I don’t know that I ever fully recovered. I ended up spending the rest of the day just missing things.
- I missed a pre-marital counseling appointment. Just didn’t have it written down in the right spot and went frisbee golfing instead. Grateful to the forgiving couple.
- I was watching Blythe, or rather should have been watching Blythe, later in the evening. I went into the kitchen to check on her, and she had somehow climbed up and gotten the box of minute rice. She generously poured the floor a bowl full but didn’t include the bowl.
- I thought I would be a swell guy and do the dishes. During the process I ran the garbage disposal and that thing shook violently. I thought, “Oh great, another broken appliance.” I filled the sink up with water and was ready to wash the rest of the dishes, but it took me a couple minutes to find the dishrag. I found it in the garbage disposal. Yikes!
Nights like this I go to sleep grateful that our God doesn’t run into walls. He typically can be found covering for us when we miss appointments, cleaning up our rice, and finding us when we can’t seem to find ourselves.
