Teresa's Treasures

Okay, so when I gave us the assignment to the Titus 2 group not to judge, not to condemn (based on Romans 8:1) I guess I didn’t have going to Wal Mart in mind and I really didn’t think about judging anybody except within the church, church to church and individual to individual. I really don’t know what I was thinking. I guess I thought it would be easy for me not to judge anyone while staying at home alone all day. :) Anyway, I had to go to the chiropractor today at 2:45, so I decided I would swing by Merle Norman afterwards and have a facial (free of charge, which I try to do once a week because my face is oiler than a teenagers), which meant I would have to leave my make-up off. It really doesn’t bother me not to wear any make-up as much as it bothers the people who have to look at me without any make-up on. Anyway, I called Merle Norman and it took Marilyn forever to answer the phone which told me she was extremely busy. She answered in a huff, telling me she had already done seven

This morning, before I ever got out of bed I heard the street sweeper as he started up our street. I knew it was him; I didn’t even have to see him, because he passes by regularly and I know his sound. He never yells and says “Look at me!” He never even sweeps at the same time of day. I just hear him when he sweeps this side of the street and when he sweeps that side. He sweeps and he sweeps consistently. He never honks and tells me to get up. He never trims the hedge. He never mows the lawn. He never paints the house. He never cleans the gutters. He never seals the driveway. He never dusts the house. He never vacuums the house. He never cleans the toilet. He never makes the bed. He never does the dishes. He never feeds the dog. He never cleans the bathtub. He never cleans the toilet. He never makes the bed. He never cooks an egg. He never does the laundry. He never takes out the trash. He never washes the windows. He never power washes the deck. He never plants the flowers. He never p