What's tacos got to do with it?
I forgot to tell this story from the weekend.
Saturday I was laying on the bed, just being kinda lazy when I got into one of those fights with myself. It's kind of being nagged by the Spirit.
You need to go to the store. Tacos for dinner.
OK, it's not Tuesday and I'll go later.
No, go NOW.
All right, all right, I'll go now.
In the kitchen speaking to Miss June: " How about tacos for dinner?"
"OK"? We needed bathroom tissue too. Something she forgot to mention when I was out earlier with the cat food thingie. How we went through 12 rolls of paper in 10 days, I don't know, but that's a story for another century.
So, off to Winco. Not Smith's. I need to go to Winco.
I need to interrupt the story to say this:
Sometimes I find little road markers that remind me I'm on the right path. A penny here and there, and on the really uncertain days, it's usually a shiny dime.
When you walk into Winco, they herd you through the wall of savings (stuff that's on sale), and the first thing you encounter is a refrigerated case. They had that case full of hamburger that was on sale (think tacos), and when I picked up the package I wanted, a shiny dime fell off it.
The money I find like that goes to whatever quarterly missions offering the church is having.
Just a story. Thought you might find it interesting.
Tomorrow, I'll tell you about Facebook memes.
Saturday I was laying on the bed, just being kinda lazy when I got into one of those fights with myself. It's kind of being nagged by the Spirit.
You need to go to the store. Tacos for dinner.
OK, it's not Tuesday and I'll go later.
No, go NOW.
All right, all right, I'll go now.
In the kitchen speaking to Miss June: " How about tacos for dinner?"
"OK"? We needed bathroom tissue too. Something she forgot to mention when I was out earlier with the cat food thingie. How we went through 12 rolls of paper in 10 days, I don't know, but that's a story for another century.
So, off to Winco. Not Smith's. I need to go to Winco.
I need to interrupt the story to say this:
Sometimes I find little road markers that remind me I'm on the right path. A penny here and there, and on the really uncertain days, it's usually a shiny dime.
When you walk into Winco, they herd you through the wall of savings (stuff that's on sale), and the first thing you encounter is a refrigerated case. They had that case full of hamburger that was on sale (think tacos), and when I picked up the package I wanted, a shiny dime fell off it.
The money I find like that goes to whatever quarterly missions offering the church is having.
Just a story. Thought you might find it interesting.
Tomorrow, I'll tell you about Facebook memes.
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