My necktie was whipping and flapping behind me and my hair was blowing in the wind as I bombed down the dirt road on my mountain bike last Sunday. My waistcoat was completely unbuttoned and waving in the breeze. My slacks were tucked into my socks (to keep my pants from getting caught in the bike chain). I must’ve made a funny sight, pedaling like the dickens to get home.
Y’see, a half an hour earlier, I’d been sitting in a church administration meeting (which, coincidentally, was also my last meeting for the day), when I got a text from Lindsey:
And if that doesn’t make it hard to concentrate, I don’t know what will. I mean, we’ve been waiting at least 5 months for that little kid to arrive — and now it was here! Continue reading “New Life”