prayer breakfast at mcdonalds.

i almost had a coworker get me a cup of mcdonalds coffee this am. the smell reminds me of wednesday mornings of prayer breakfast, followed by lots of work in the church with no one else there – i got so much done.

that was a good life.

now i’ll go back to finding people who want to sell cable door to door. that’s much better than kingdom work, right?

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