As I was driving into the Refuge yesterday afternoon, I happened upon a pleasant treat left by a friendly person. Scattered in a line across our freshly paved road were all these wonderfully shiny and sharp roofing nails. Thankfully, I think I found all of them. God is good though, and as far as I know, no one got a flat tire from this bizarre act of the enemy.
THATS where my nails went…man they must have just fallen out of the back of my truck. thanks for finding them josh.
and praise wes for… doin stuff! WOO WES! WOO! and have you noticed how much better safari is than IE any point O? I just have.
yea for joshua. can we say plasterbombs? i think so.
Thanks Josh, for saving all of us from paying for new tires! (Well, thank you Jesus for opening Josh’s eyes to see them!)