Those people under the stairs, they’re just calling their mom. Just go look under-the-stairs. Creepy? Charming? Well, this is where I called my mom from – on the free phone! and my sis. And told my dad I’d met people here who went to the same school as he did in the back back back prairies of N.D. Just one year later, and they know some of the same folk, as in the pastor and his wife who did my baby dedication. Now that’s not creepy, and might be called coincidental, but I think it’s our creative God having fun organizing ‘chance’ meetings. C?
Hey! You did it.
Okay, I don’t know that the phone room under the stairs is quite as I envisioned it…charming is maybe not the very first word that springs to mind.
So weird about meeting people there who know Mom and Dad! It’s true, you are never THAT far from home.
The world is like one big Wal Mart where you are always sure to see someone you know.
By: lifealtering on March 16, 2008
at 4:34 pm
Nice posts! Are you coming to the States soon? I am needing and longing for a good talk with you! Miss you so much! Write again soon!
By: Dodee on May 21, 2008
at 10:40 pm