Author: Jeff Hampton

For Wilshire Baptist Church

I had a birthday a few weeks back, one of those big ones that people often make a big deal about, but I chose not to. I’m not in denial about getting older; I really just didn’t want the attention.

For the record, LeAnn’s birthday is the same week as mine, although a few years apart, and we always celebrate together. That’s how we ended up sharing our lives; we had a quiet birthday dinner together. One of our small celebrations this year was dinner with my parents at a steakhouse. It was all well and good and we almost got out of there without any hoopla, but a man came to our table and we were trapped.

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For Wilshire Baptist Church

Moths ate my wedding suit. Well, they didn’t eat the whole suit; they just ate holes in it. And it might not even be moths because I’ve never seen moths in our closet and maybe there’s another critter that enjoys eating wool. The point is my wedding suit is ruined and I can’t wear it again; I probably can’t even give it away. It’s a waste, and it’s a shame, and that’s on me.

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For Wilshire Baptist Church

It’s a colossal failure and all the world can see it. Walk by or drive by our house and you can see it. In fact, it may show up on Google Satellite View when they update their photos. I’m talking about the winter rye grass I spread over the yard in December.

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