HAHA...Isn't that just like me; to assume that everyone should love me and think that my ideas, intentions, and ethics are stellar?  I've spent the last week being angry that someone has the AVARICE and UN-MITI-GATED GALL to not like ME.  It hit me last night that I bet if all things were equal, those same people would like me just fine.  The thing is though, not all things are equal.  It is no longer me, but Christ who lives in me.  What a profound and beautiful picture of what can only be described as "A life changing experience."  It appears that the enemy is in the bunker now, and I'm on his radar.  The prayer for this week:

"Dear God, make me a big ol blip"

So there I was, minding my own business and leaving Kroger with tortillas and cookies when out of nowhere the biggest, SLOWEST, purse snatcher came "running" by me.  Then, right behind him was a lady with a baby on her hip screaming STOP STOP STOP, HE'S GOT MY PURSE.  The hillarity insued when 8 angry women and me surrounded his car.  One Amazona rammed a basket into his little gold honda again and again while screaming something that no one could understand.  He had his windows down, so one of the women reached in and grabbed this lady's purse back.  Next thing you know, he put the car in reverse, squealed the wheels, and when he put the car in drive to take off, all the mail on his dashboard flew out the window.  He sped off towards Channelview...thats all I'm sayin.

911 thanked us for the information and the manager promises to give me an update when he finds out something.

I need a gun.  Happy Birthday to me