I now know how to drive a stick shift.
At the request of a friend of my grandparents’, I took a little trip down to Florida to pick up a car for her. Never mind the fact that I didn’t know how to drive a stick shift at the time. Oh, no. My mouth made a promise that my left foot couldn’t cash. At least not yet.
After a little bit of practice, I went down there and got the car and drove it all the way back up here. I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you that I stalled out a few times, especially starting up hills, but I made it back in one piece. And that’s the important thing.
It was actually kind of fun to drive it. I could get used to it. But I’d want a lot more practice before I could really feel proficient at it.
Brandon, would you please let me know where to find that web site you had on about the grave details about the great suffering that our Jesus did. I read it ,and wanted to share it with my family.but I can not find where I clicked on it
any more. I would really appreciate it. We are picking up college students and adopting them in our church,we will send
care packages out to them,pray for them and e;mail them .Just make so they feel our christian vibes flowing through. thanks alot