I saw a guy on TV wearing a sport jacket. Most of my clothes are still on the boat.
I miss them.
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I love my couch, in a completely platonic kind of way. If you were sitting on it, these are the kinds of things we may talk about. It would be better if you were actually here since I could make you a drink and put some tunes on - and that would be great, because I have impeccable taste in music - but, since you're not, this will have to do. So put on some good music, get comfortable, and enjoy.
Darryl Delamont
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1 comment:
That's how I felt when I walked through Vancouver's IKEA for the first time... I saw all my stuff and I really liked it, but I couldn't have it. My own stuff was stored in a European attic.
Fortunately I had it all with me again a few months later. It was a long year of living with other people's stuff. But, as I kept reminding myself, all our stuff belongs to God anyway. He gives, He can take... thanks for letting me have some of it back, Lord. :)
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