In a message dated 10/13/00 10:45:44 PM Pacific Daylight Time,
[EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
<< The next year they enrolled me in public school. ;-)
>>
That killed me!
I used to hear "our Father who art in heaven, what will be my name," and for
the life of me, couldn't figure out why I had to say that prayer if I already
had a name and waited and waited and waited and waited for my God-given name.
Would it come Western Union? Special delivery letter? Whispered in my ear? If
it was whispered in my ear, would God know to speak up because I was partly
deaf? It drove me crazy for many, many, many Sundays.
MG
