A taste of FAITH, a touch of LAUGHTER.
I’m fighting with my memory again. I hate it so.
I seem to recall saying to someone, somewhere, about something, “I’m not busy on Friday after music ministry at the Lighthouse.” That memory indicates a response to a request and a possible plan to do something, somewhere, with someone, but what, where and who with?
There is only a taunting emptiness, a frustrating fuzziness, where there should be a clear recollection, no doubt. I’m scrambling through the files of my mind and coming up with empty folders. Zilch. Zero. Nada.
I’ve looked in my calendar app. Nothing showing there. Ugh. Again. No clues.
This has happened before and I’ve not found out until too late what I was supposed to be doing with whom. I hate it.
I need a secretary! 😉