Joe wants his next 3.5 trillion and the GOP is saying no. So the debt ceiling is not raised, so Joe doesn’t get his play money. And it is the Republicans fault if the government shuts down. Not the Democrats who throw temper tantrums if their allowance is not allowed. Do you need a little fun with me here on the sideline? I’ve told this story before but it is timely. So here goes again.

I HOPE YOU LAUGH; I still snicker in remembrance!“He makes me to lie down in green pastures…” I’m glad that is not literal. I was so green the sheep would have grazed right over me. How green was I? Here comes one story – I’ve got lots more I could tell but too much confession might ruin my “D.Min.” image! Aw, you all didn’t even have that image, did you? I will say, however, if everyone had been like me there would be no government budget problem. Maybe some other Okies are/were green; we don’t have as much debt as some states.

Okay, here it comes. I was 18 and had just landed by first real full-time job—a secretary for the Services for the Blind Director in the State Rehab office. (I should never have told this the first time and here I go again!) About mid-morning, I raised my hand to ask if I could go to the bathroom! Then to top that off, a supervisor came by and asked me for some white copy paper, I gave him one piece! I was fairly discerning, however, I quickly recognized by the look on his face, that he wanted more than one piece, and quickly gave him a whole “pinch” of paper—probably ten or twelve pieces!

Yep, I was green. (“God leads his dear children along.”) It was a good job—a marvel how I got it! I was helping an invalid in her home a couple afternoons a week. I’m pretty sure I made 25 cents per hour, three hours per day, two days per week. I walked from SW Bible College to her home around on MacArthur.

Anyway she liked me. She had a friend who was retiring from her job so she recommended me to her friend who recommended me to her boss; and that’s how he became my boss. I ended up with a very good job considering my age and lack of experience. God sure has pulled this green child along at times.

Oh my, what a story to tell on oneself.