“So when is Jesus coming to pick us up?” My four-year-old asked casually, sitting on the arm of the chair, licking her popsicle and watching tv.
“I’m sorry? What?”
She asked again: “When is Jesus picking us up?”
“Where did you even hear that?” I asked
“You said it last night.”
And that’s when I remembered my overwhelmed stress from the night before over the state of our society and the words “Jesus come quickly…”
Oops.
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Lisa R. Howeler
I'm a mom, a wife, a writer, a photographer, and a former journalist. I write a little bit about a lot of things here on my blog. I enjoy John Wayne and Cary Grant movies, Jan Karon's books, and I have an eclectic taste in music. Welcome to my blog and feel free to poke around. Fridays are Fiction Fridays, where I share a piece of fiction I'm working on. I'm also the author of three books with a fourth on the way.
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Cute!! I worked at Dairy Queen waaaay back in the day and a lady came in and told me that Jesus was coming. I asked her if He was behind her and she thought I was crazy! I was just joking, but she wasn’t the joking kind apparently. 😀
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Yes, some people are a wee bit “over saved”.
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This made me smile! 🙂 God bless you all!
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You too, Ryan
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