There is an extra person who lives in our home. No one has ever seen him. But we all feel the mischief of this invisible person. Despite all our efforts, no one can ever catch him in the act. But the evidence that he resides with us is everywhere. Although it can be frustrating, it’s also a bit comical when no member of the household admits to contributing to particular parts of the chaos that exists in our house. So when that happens the only logical explanation is that it is Mr. Nobody’s fault.
Nobody who lives in our home is perfect. We have all sinned and made mistakes. God will be working on each of us until the day we die. All we can do is try to cooperate, try to participate, try to communicate, and try to rely on God to work things out for us. Do your best and let God do the rest.
Meanwhile, our only hope of combating Mr. Nobody’s deviousness is to leave notes to him on the refrigerator door. When frustrations arise, I think it eases the tension. Thank you, Mr. Nobody for being perfect since no one else is.
Double Talk Quote: “Let me tell you what you think.” – Me. Meant to say “…what I think.” Starla retorts, “You would!”
Verse: “…Let him who is without sin among you be the first to throw a stone.” John 8:7
Word that has Lost its meaning: Decluttered
Relatable Lyrics: “Don’t Be A Jerk…” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=idmRh3dmz_g
December 2014 (5 months old)
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I *love* the notes and concept of Mr. Nobody!!!!!! You made me giggle! thank you!
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