I actually used the little grabber thing to get dressed after my shower today. It was a little bit like the old game "OPERATION." But in the end, I did beat the sock! :-)
Tim's at a funeral this morning of a friend we've know for quite a while. Kent Sefton, he was the best man at our wedding. He was only 53 years old. A few days ago he woke early in the morning with a terrible headache. He died on the way to the hospital. It's one of those things that just makes you stop and wonder. It reminds me of our frailty. Our future is so unknown. It is so good to know that he had a relationship with Jesus. Even though we are comforted, we'll still miss him!!!! And think of him often.
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