tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577912086828943548.post8247663968926290954..comments2023-05-11T08:34:48.875-04:00Comments on Beholding God: Do You Know Where You're Going?Sandra Heska Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770393615748405966noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577912086828943548.post-68430073421831415522010-05-30T15:19:53.644-04:002010-05-30T15:19:53.644-04:00I promise, the reflective message wasn't lost ...I promise, the reflective message wasn't lost on me, but I can't help remembering my own post about Preparation-H. So, have you called anyone a little hemorrhoid yet? :D<br /><br />And that vehicle has 368,000 miles on it???? Oh my word! Sound "Taps" and bury that thing!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577912086828943548.post-84098915303876797712010-05-29T00:05:15.886-04:002010-05-29T00:05:15.886-04:00Doesn't happen very often? Does she back throu...Doesn't happen very often? Does she back through red lights a lot? Your mom sounds like a riot. Have you found your dad yet?Sandra Heska Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13770393615748405966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577912086828943548.post-67945388564023299852010-05-28T18:01:10.509-04:002010-05-28T18:01:10.509-04:00When I was a kid, my mother once backed through a ...When I was a kid, my mother once backed through a red light, going the wrong way. <br /><br />She had turned onto a one way going the wrong way. When she noticed all the cars coming at her with impending speed, she threw it in reverse. She backed through a red light. <br /><br />Doesn't happen very often. I'm thankful I'm alive.Duane Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06869537581331071117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577912086828943548.post-673219280386609772010-05-28T13:55:54.934-04:002010-05-28T13:55:54.934-04:00@Nancy: Oh, I love that one!
@Jeff: Look! A squir...@Nancy: Oh, I love that one!<br /><br />@Jeff: Look! A squirrel!Sandra Heska Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13770393615748405966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577912086828943548.post-91090476759985732372010-05-28T13:32:25.763-04:002010-05-28T13:32:25.763-04:00So, what you're saying is, it's pretty saf...So, what you're saying is, it's pretty safe with you on the roads...just stay out of the house, driveway, and gas staion when you're behind the wheel--I know, I know. It's never "your" fault:)Jeff Jordanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14185592672000075905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577912086828943548.post-16351934195713953212010-05-28T13:09:54.303-04:002010-05-28T13:09:54.303-04:00one of my fav. bumper stickers...
"Get in. s...one of my fav. bumper stickers...<br /><br />"Get in. sit down. shut up. hold on."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577912086828943548.post-21918629004258236072010-05-28T12:54:42.381-04:002010-05-28T12:54:42.381-04:00Oh. The big C word. ;)
Did I mention that I'v...Oh. The big C word. ;)<br /><br />Did I mention that I've had a new car for a year, and there's not a scratch on it, and that I've only had one ticket in my whole life--for speeding through town on my way to work after a rather, shall we say, challenging morning at home?<br /><br />We won't mention the time I backed into the side of one of our cars with the other in our driveway.<br /><br />Or the time I ran into our house or a gas pump when I was first learning how to drive. Neither of which was my fault!Sandra Heska Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13770393615748405966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7577912086828943548.post-68955796838389647202010-05-28T12:31:05.466-04:002010-05-28T12:31:05.466-04:00At least your husband didn't voluntarily offer...At least your husband didn't voluntarily offer his anxiety over your driving...you must have suspected it if you asked him-so somewhere in your own consciousness you must have realized there was a sufficient reason for him to be nervous:) <br /><br />Lisa is a great driver, but I think I have control issues evidently...if I'm in a car I must be the driver...just can't handle riding with hardly anyone.<br /><br />Maybe that happens alot in my spiritual life too...can't give over the wheel...want to get there on my own.<br /><br />Now you've gone and got me thinking...Jeff Jordanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09191820705109719146noreply@blogger.com