For Wilshire Baptist Church
Two people live at our house. One is generous and hospitable. The other is hesitant and standoffish. You might doubt that, but it shows up in the smallest, most innocuous ways.
Last week, when the brush and bulky trash truck finally came up our street, I ran downstairs to watch it from the front window. In Garland, the truck comes every week, and while we had no storm debris to carry away, I had a big pile of brush and branches that I had been weeks in dragging out to the curb and I wanted to make sure it got picked up.
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