I remember my first lie. I was a toddler. My idea of fun at the time was running a circle through our lovely 70’s style Ranch. I made a track from the living room, to the hallway, then the kitchen, and back to the other side of the living room. I was fast too. Just fast enough to brush a lamp off an end table. I didn’t realize it fell until I made the circuit again.
Lap 20. “Hmm,” I thought. “ I don’t remember that lamp being on the floor.” Like Forrest Gump I kept running. While running I contemplated the consequences of the broken lamp on the floor. “Maybe it won’t be there this time through.”
Lap 21. “Hmm, still there. Maybe it isn’t really broken.”
Lap 22. “Definitely broken.”
Lap 23. Path blocked by mom. “Uh oh.” Read the rest of this entry »
Heath is a husband, dad, musician, worship leader, radio personality, and purveyor of random knowledge. Heath also types in third person on occasion.
