GOD IS FOR THE UNDERDOG
Based on the title, you might think this blog is about the “Super Bowl LX” since we’re close in time to the event, and that I’m a New England Patriots fan. Except, I was born in Seattle and loyal as a dog, so there. Go Seahawks! Nevertheless, I’m more into the Super Bowl for its commercials and the snacks. Sorry to disappoint. Instead, I got to thinking about a sign I saw along the road. I don’t mean a spiritual sign or vision. Well, maybe I do. We’ll see how this blog goes as I write while waiting on my car to get serviced that I bought used and have driven for ten years already. I’m starting to call her Old Faithful; she’s just like me (knock on wood). Anyhoo! So there used to be a sign along the road when I went anywhere. Because I live in an area where if you want to get basic groceries or decent gasoline, it requires a bit of a commute. There’s a main road that takes you one way or the other, in or out. I’m by no means in the boonies. I’ve lived in boonies a few times...