Even after forty years, I can still hear him grumbling. “Boy, in all my life I’ve never seen the skeleton of a cat in a tree! In time, a cat will climb down on its own. Another thing son; when working on a fire hydrant, never turn your back on a dog.”
Ol’ Dad was a deep man. Eventually he made fire chief. It’s a good thing too, because the cemetery was a dead end job.
Personally, I’d have no problem leaving the hair-ball in the tree. Hey, I’m a dog person. Leaving my worries in God’s hands is another story. I want to drive up, pray into the box, pull forward, receive my order and speed away.
“Lord, teach me to await your perfect timing!” Amen. Praise God!
On Tuesday, I want to share my first impressions of the new book “Forgiving Solomon Long” by Chris Well.