Although by now, I figure you might have noticed at least one or two of your old friends giving you “the look”, then when you all made eye contact, surely there was hidden “eye rolling” and “head shaking”.
But I would bet you any amount of Mammon, or even those Gold, Stairway-To-Heaven Bricks, that you are more than a little happy there are no short, picnic length, excursion rides on the ferry today (which is now yesterday).
You never imagined the remote possibility of this post even being started, much less my eyes darting anxiously toward that blue.. Publish Button.
The day finally came that we believe we were, we must have been adopted.
But, each set of north-sider, Pharisee eyes and ears, would have had no choice, but to look upon and hear my words.
AND, I DO MEAN EVERY ONE OF YOU…. The good part is that I don’t believe he will be too hard on you, but then, who am I to say….