Father, You know I am so much better at gathering stuff to pack than actually packing it. Much, much better. By the time I hit the airport, forget paying for an extra suitcase. OMG, will I need an extra plane?
O my God, thank You for the promise of eternal life. For a future perfect home — including the perfect linen closet — that You’re designing for me. OMG, I’ll even be able to find the pillowcases?!
O Lord, You know our annual all-town garage sale is on. You also know our house is already stuffed to the rafters with too much stuff. OMG, please help me stay away from those sales! If I bring home new finds, I may find myself in the driveway with a “Free!” sign around my neck.
