She’s right. I pay all of thirty-eight cents to make a cup of coffee with our Keurig machine, and it pokes me hard on my insides when I pour it out, unfinished, tepid and half-full.
A small snippet of wisdom or an insightful observation that just might get you thinking…
“Oh. The robe? It’s just easy to get on and off. And it’s damned hot outside. Those Arabs are on to something.” He mulled over his toast and coffee for a moment. “Here’s something else. People, Christians, really respond to that robe.
Today, if you run an independent bookstore, you must be unique and damned good at business since you can’t compete on price alone against Amazon.
When we visited in Canada, it was not like another country, but like another world. I’d been to Mexico where people spoke a different language but seemed to be made them same as me.
During that first summer of work, we received a phone call from a guy who was hosting a big family get-together on the next Saturday. Could we come over Friday and clean the place up – make it shine?