Last night I was hanging out with some friends and I know this dude meant well, he was paying my dad a super compliment, but he said something that made me want to get up off the couch and just start throwing.
Maybe I'm making a bigger deal out of nothing, but for whatever reason, what he said just stung me.
I suppose it's a good thing I kept calm, but even now I'd like to wail on him.
God grant me the peace to love my brother.
Oh and if you think about it, say a quick prayer for the CWF trip to Nigeria and pray for me today, I think I'm inching closer to coming down with the crud.
I'm standing right on the ledge, over looking the crud and trying to maintain my ballance. I sure hope I don't fall in.