There are many times I have had the honor and privilege of
visiting with friends. We share
ambitions, thoughts, joys, and blessings.
I am thankful for good friends who share hilarious, real life stories
with me. At this moment I am recalling a
couple of stories my friend, Tammy Johnson shared with me that make my heart
laugh.
Tammy was driving to camp and as she came up the hill she
saw a family of armadillos crossing the road.
With no time to stop…her car went bump bum pity bum up the hill. Tammy was thinking, “I hope that didn’t
damage my car!” After she was at camp
for a while the Majerus girls came in to work and said, “You should of seen the
road, there was a massacre of armadillos all over!” Tammy said, “Yes, I hit
them. It was awful…bump bum pity bump….”
Throughout my life time I have found that the names of
things change and it can be challenging to switch names. For instance, believe it or not, growing up
in the 60’s and 70’s flip flops were called “thongs”. My friends, Tammy and her
four children, Sarah, Jacob, Halley, and Russell were selling fireworks to the
public for the 4th of July under a tent. During the shift change Russell and one of
his siblings were headed to the car.
Suddenly, Tammy observed that Russell, age 8, had forgotten his flip
flops. Hurriedly, Tammy picked up the
flip flops and yelled, “Russell, don’t
forget your thongs!” as she waved them in the air. “Here they are!” Customers and employees looked up and around
with questioning and puzzled looks on their faces. It was as if you could read their
thoughts. “A little boy has
thongs?” “What is Russell doing with
thongs?” Chuckling, Sarah said, “Mom, I
think you mean flip flops!
God forbid I would ever be sad. But if I do feel sad, then I remember all God
has blessed me with. I recall such
stories as these two. You see, God
allows us to choose our thoughts everyday.
We write the story of our life.
And I just want to say that the joy and happiness I feel in my heart are
because of God’s blessings. My friend
and these stories are just some of His gifts to me.
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