I had just situated myself… laptop on lap, coffee within reach, creative juices percolating.
Maggie: Mom, I’m playing church.
Nose in computer
Me: Great Mags!
now I was in the groove…. feelin’ the manners juices flowing.
Maggie: We are about to sing.
Me: Sounds good!
Maggie: Will you sing with us?
Oy, the Church/Mommy guilt duo. A combination I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy… not that I have any enemies… well, early on there was that one sorority girl who put her hand to her head like it was a gun in the middle of one of my programs… no, not even her.
Me: Sure. Will you give me a minute to wrap up my thoughts?
Maggie: Okay, I’ll get ready.
Maggie: May I use your Bible?
Although I’m sure God appreciates Letitia’s (as I call her, not really but sometimes I pretend) work, I did feel I should clarify the difference between good words and The Good Word. Two books Maggie will want to have on hand when she takes over the biz and Ty and I hit the road on our Harleys…more his dream than mine.
What good words do you use to live a Gracious Life? Please do tell…