Nothing to say

Due to my odd work hours, some renovation work being done at home, and life generally getting in the way, I have not been able to come up with anything worthwhile to write. Therefore I leave you with one of my favourite song verses:

You start a conversation you can’t even finish it.

You’re talking a lot, but you’re not saying anything.

When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.

Say something once, why say it again?

(Psycho Killer by Talking Heads)

Up next I prayed a prayer God has already answered Pray for your kids — servant heart … whoever would be great among you must be your servant, and whoever would be first among you must be your slave, even as the Son of Man came not
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