Hello God, it's me, Mara

You know, Lord, sometimes something we see reminds us of something we heard long ago — time, place and author unknown. Seeing deer in the yard brought to mind this story about deer fillings. The author, a retired pastor, couldn’t handle retirement so he volunteered at various places, doing various jobs, because he knew the old folk saying, “Old preachers never die, they just go out to pastor.” He worked an afternoon shift at a retirement center stating that his wife pushed him around in the morning, so now he got to push other people around.

He worked with another fellow transporti...