So, last night, I was meeting with my small group, and we were meeting at Ginger's house.
It was a beautiful warm and breezy evening in Atlanta and Ginger has a lovely screened in porch which overlooks her lovely backyard, so that's where we decided to have our meeting.
We were all talking, sharing our week, our challenges, our triumphs, the ways we see God at work around us, and all of a sudden, one of Ginger's 3 dogs (who had been playing quietly in the far recesses of her backyard) came up, squatted right next to the porch, and took a huge, steaming dump right there.
A little bit of a buzzkill as far as the "mood" was concerned.
What struck me as so funny is all the women in my group acted like they were suffocating from the smell and, to be honest, I barely even noticed.
Clearly I've been dealing with Lots Of Poo lately.....
2 days ago