March 24, 2009 in Wencesermon
I was walking along the seashore and reflecting upon all the times my life has taken a wrong turn. I thought about my oversized and misshapen head. I considered every birthday party gone horribly wrong. The manslaughter charge I’d avoided by taking flight in a gorilla suit.
Oh, those many sad months in a gorilla suit.
This was a beautiful summer’s day, but I couldn’t see the glory for the sand that filled my shoes. I raised my fist to the sky and shouted, “Lord! Why have you forsaken me?”
Suddenly, I heard Christ’s voice at my side. Read the rest of this entry →