Hubby got home from his ministry trip last night and he’s been busy as a bee catching up, handling mail and bills and all the other stuff that needs doing.  He ran over to the neighbor lady’s house to give her a hand with an errand.  She’s a widow and needed a chair exchanged at a local store.  (Imagine being elderly without the capability of doing such small things-it must be so frustrating.) He had to run back and forth, measuring, etc.  It’s been raining like crazy here and I looked down at the entryway, groaned and exclaimed, “oh boy, Daddy tracked mud all over the tile…” when suddenly it occurred to me how glad I was to have Daddy home to track mud through the house!  Just a little reminder not to moan about the things we should be most grateful for.  Women can be such nags.  I have a friend who would give anything for Daddy to come back home for good, mud and all….

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