And I don’t know what happened, I walked in the house, it’s nine thirty – it’s dark. And then, Ryan was a real young guy back then, he was about in his senior year of high school and he always wanted to play some ball or talk or goof off and Annie was this little cute girl about ten or eleven years old or so.Īnd, so, in my mind, I’m going to go home and I’m going to see them. I mean that’s really unconsciously, that’s sort of what I’m wanting. And I don’t have anything big to say and if I was really honest I want to walk through the door and her to go, “Oh honey, it’s so good to see you. And, so, it was about nine o’clock and I’m driving home and I’m thinking, I just cannot wait to talk to Theresa. But now and then there would be something, a big meeting, and so I wouldn’t. It wasn’t bad, no one treated me terribly, but I had one of those moments inside where I just couldn’t wait to get home.Īnd at our house we ate dinner at five thirty and I just made that a practice that apart from a very rare exception we just ate together. I mean, this phone call and this person complains and you get a bad look from someone and this was planned and it didn’t come through and beat up beat up beat up and the projects weren’t going well.
It happens to be about a Tuesday night and I’m preparing for this and all I can tell you, I won’t give you all the details but have you ever had one of those days where you just felt beat up? I am studying and I’m preaching this material for the first time ever, so all week I’m studying, studying, studying. I have to start by, I’ve got to tell you a story.
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