Clean Up on Aisle 12
I was laughing so hard at my son the other day. We came home after shopping at Fred Meyer and when I got to our front door, I dropped both gallons of milk and one exploded everywhere - all over the door mat, into our front entry way, and then I ran up the stairs with it so it wouldn’t keep soaking the mat, so it was all over the stairs. My son said, “I hope jesus christ comes back and cleans it up for us.” It got me thinking about lots of things I would like Jesus Christ to come back and clean up, but my exploded milk wasn’t one of them.