The Hair Cut
January 6, 2019 by George Dalton
Filed under Christian Life, For Him
By George Dalton
Have you ever seen one of those things that you just knew you could do? That almost cost you something important…like your marriage? Walking through a Wal-Mart recently I passed a display of electric hair cutting machines. I remember thinking, now how hard can that be? The economy is tight; we need to cut corners where we can.
Twenty minutes later I proudly marched through the back door from the garage. My wife turned and looked at me and asked, “What is that thing?”
A Blind Man’s Story
December 31, 2018 by George Dalton
Filed under Christian Life, For Him
By George Dalton
Barnabus and Sara were in love, he saved his money to pay the price for his bride, now they were married. Life was wonderful he’d served as an apprentice to the cobbler and tanner, now he owned his own shop. He was a businessman, and Sara was in love with him. One day he came home from work and Sara met him at the door. He could see the excitement in her eyes,
“What is it my darling?”
“We’re going to have a baby, I saw the midwife today, and she agrees, we’re going to have a baby.”
He started to grab her up and swing her around the room, then thought, OH I can’t do that anymore. “That is wonderful my darling, if it’s a boy he can grow up strong and become an apprentice in my shop. If it’s a girl she’ll be beautiful like her mother.” Sara said, “We must tell our parents they are soon to be grandparents. My papa will love being a grandfather, my mother will be making baby clothes by tomorrow.” “ It is sad that my papa didn’t live to see his first grandchild,” Barnabus said, “but my mama’ll be excited.”
Wrong Door
December 17, 2018 by George Dalton
Filed under Christian Life, For Him
By George Dalton
On a recent trip I must have eaten something that didn’t agree with me. So when my plane landed at the Dallas Fort Worth Airport, I raced off the plane and headed for the nearest restroom. Lucky for me there was no line, so I ran right into an open stall.
I was feeling better when, all at once, my reverie was interrupted by someone opening the stall door next to mine. I was about ready to leave when I happened to look down at the space under the stall partition and I saw a pair of high heel shoes. My first thought was that I didn’t want to embarrass the poor dear, so when I leave, I will leave quietly and she will not realize she is in the wrong restroom. Before I could get the door open, someone opened the door on the other side and, OH MY GOSH; there was another pair of high heels.
