My Water Bottle

So I was looking all over for my water bottle the other day, and not just at my house, but in classrooms I had been in, vehicles I had ridden in, the Fuller lost and found, everywhere.

I did finally find it…at the back of my fridge, which I’m sure illustrates some theological point…but I don’t care what it is and neither should you. : )


Anonymous said...

Could it be that the answer is in obvious spot? Or did you not ask your wife? The wife always knows....

Anonymous said...

Ah David,
Welcome to my world.