May the Fourth be with you.

Last night I wrote that I wanted a Ferrari. I think I might get a deal on this one.
The owner is off camera left throwing up.And as long as we're on a car theme...
If this guy is married I'm guessing that this was his last race. If he has a mother this was his last race. If he has a brain in his head....

Bozo died today at age 83. He didn't look nearly that old when I talked to him earlier this week at Home Depot.

The women's final at Wimbledon will be betwen the Williams sisters. The anticipation is killing me.

The drop ceilings in this clinic space are at 9'. So I figured I'd get 4' x 10' sheets of drywall. When I put together the materials list I went to Home Depot and priced them. That was three weeks ago. Today I learned that since then 10' sheets have been discontinued by both Lowe's and Home Depot. Which is why I had to buy 12' sheets.
A clever fellow would figure out that there comes an age when hanging drywall, never mind working with 12' sheets, is something better left to younger men. Unfortunately I don't know any clever fellows.
So I got it all up and started taping, but ran out of steam. I'll go back tomorrow morning and get the rest of the taping done.

I've heard a gazillion sermons in my life. The passages and settings of all but a very small handful are gone. No question that the cumulative effect of hearing God's Word proclaimed has born fruit in my life, but it's kind of like meals - I only remember a few of them specifically.
The passage in James we'll look at Sunday (4:13-17) is one of those I remember. Dr. Jack Dean, then President of Grace Bible College, preached it on a Sunday afternoon in mid-January of 1971. I haven't decided yet if I'll make reference to that sermon this Sunday.
Are there specific sermons you remember? Why did they stick with you?

Today is Franz Kafka's birthday. Have you ever read "The Metamorphosis?" Weird story! But good.