When I first decided I was going to start a blog I went back and looked at some of my old Facebook posts. I wanted see if there was anything worth reworking that I could one day include here.  What I found was that there were very few things that would actually translate over to blog format.  I did find a couple of gems, however.  The story below still rings funny to me today, three years after it happened.

By the way, I still have the Bible.

Side Note

When I was thinking of a title for this entry the sign for the Dixie Baptist Church kept popping into my head.  This is a well-known sign in Michigan that you can see from the highway on your way “up north.” If you are from the Metro-Detroit area you know it.     

JULY 2015

My stream of consciousness as I’m running this evening:

“Wow, I’m at a pretty good pace today! I can tell because I’m hot and sweaty and tired and on song number four of my playlis—–whaa???—-Is that a BIBLE on the sidewalk? (Still running) Crap. It is. Ugh. (Passing the bible) Now I gotta go back. I gotta. I have no choice. (Turning around going back.) Hmmm. Its kind of right in front of this house. I wonder if the owners are inside? If I knock on the door will they think I’m a Bible salesman or a Jehovah’s Witness? This feels weird. Just put it in a safe corner here on the grass and come back and get it after my run. Oh man, there’s a name engraved on it. There’s pressed flowers inside. It’s important to someone. No, I can’t do that. I’ll for sure get hit by a car on my way home if I do that. (Picking up the 10 lb hardcover four-versions-in-one bible). Ok. I’ll just keep running. I only have about five minutes left I can do this. It’s a Bible for goodness sake’s it should make my load “lighter” ha ha. Stop it. You should not make jokes about the Bible. Nope doesn’t feel any lighter. I wonder if all these drivers are wondering “hey who’s the crazy lady running with the Bible? Why doesn’t she just get a book on tape?” This is getting pretty heavy. Think I will just walk the rest of the way home.

If anyone knows Teresa Dotson, please let her know I have her bible.