Last night we had a couple of friends over to talk about worship and music and such things. We sang a couple of songs that I recently wrote, and talked a little bit about how they came to be. I explained that lately I will start playing my guitar and gradually a song emerges, and then Pam suggests a Psalm to go with the flavor of the music. Sometimes it will be the same Psalm I'm thinking of.
We're having more friends over today to talk about what God is doing in and around us. At breakfast this morning, Pam told me what she intended to serve our friends for lunch. I suggested she might add celery to the dish. Turns out she originally planned to do so, but had forgotten.
So, I told her, "You're the Psalm in my music and I'm the celery in your soup."
She replied, "That ranks right up there with washing your hands after a kiss."
So, I figured it was good enough for a Sunday-morning post. Probably not a Saturday Evening Post, though...
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