Wednesday, February 16, 2011

The Project's Higher Power

Shermie came in with a red face and loud talking. He was stomping around and then threw himself into a chair. Meanwhile, Weezy was picking up the last of the soup that she'd dropped on the floor. She heard her husband but decided to let him vent for a while before approaching. After about two minutes of listening to him rave on about something, she walked into the living room.

"Let me see, the problem was not fixed by what you did. It's simple Shermie, you just haven't found the right solution. It's out there."

Shermie looked up as his wife set a cup of coffee down. "No kidding!"
"I'm about ready to take a match to that pile of junk!"

"Oh, you don't mean that! In fact, if you take this all apart you will see how much fun you are having. First, whenever you go outside to work on this, someone walks by for you to chit chat with. I saw you joking and laughing. It's good for you! Second, you like working on that project. It's a challenge. And third, you even get to consult a higher power!"

Shermie took a sip of his coffee. "I didn't pray! But, I guess I could give it a try."

Weezie sat down and smiled. "Well, I was speaking of our mechanic but of course you might try God too."

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