Wednesday, May 23, 2012

True story

We didn't have church tonight which is going to thoroughly confuse me tomorrow. I already know myself. Any-who...tonight Rhonda and I went thrifting. 


At the thrift, in the midst of a sea of dresses, what should appear?  The same cute black sundress...and the tags were still attached!!!  What a blessing.  I got the $20 dress for close to 75% off the store price.  [Moments before thrifting, I considered purchasing this very sundress at the red bull's eye but I just couldn't do it.  I heard that voice in my head say, "Angie Good, Target donates to the Goodwill.  Why don't you wait?"  Funny -- I only had to wait about 20 minutes.  

I am thankful that I exercised self-control and did not over-spend.


After thrifting, we almost got hit by the Kishwaukee Baptist Church bus. 0.3 seconds after the near-death-experience, we both cracked-up...LOIS laughter... I then said, "Can you imagine Pastor B telling people how we died?" [Insert more laughter...]


And just so we're on the same page...when I do depart this earth, I want fabulous songs at my funeral.  Fabulous as in...


Just over in the Gloryland
Wonderful Grace of Jesus
Amazing Love

I do not want Amazing Grace and Old, Rugged Cross.  They are not bad hymns.  They are just funeral hymns.  And since I am going to be walking on the streets of gold...I want you to be happy for me.  Happy that I am finally Home.

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