…or do you have to say something?
Good question. See, I had this secret desire to write something every day. I wanted to go 366 days without missing a post, but as it turns out, I might not have 366 things to write about.
So, I guess this post is because I have to say something, not because I have something to say.
But while I’m here… today I had a funny thing happen. I was accused of stealing crayons from church. Not only was I accused of it, I was guilty. See, my friend sent me a message last night asking if I could check the chapel for her brand new box of crayons that she had left there after Co-Op on Monday.
I replied that I’d check and promptly set an alarm in my phone to remind me this morning before I left for church.
As an old-school back-up I wrote “Crayons” on my hand.
As soon as worship started I glanced down and saw the reminder on my hand. Before I could forget I stepped out of church and went to find my friend’s box of crayons. Sure enough, right where she said they’d be was a box of brand new crayons. I grabbed them, took the back to church, and placed them under my seat.
Worship was great, and the sermon was fantastic. (I’m not biased. Not at all.) After church I spoke to a few friends and was about to leave when our fabulous children’s church director came up and asked where I got those crayons. I explained to her that they were my friend’s and she had left them here earlier this week.
She said that that wasn’t right and that these were her crayons; she had purchased them for Children’s Church.
I gave them right to her, still totally confused. I went back to the classroom to discover another box of new crayons… Yep. Convicted and found guilty of theft while standing in the sanctuary. Not a good thing for a Chaplain’s wife.
I thought it was pretty funny! Fortunately she did, too!