As a youth, I was blessed with many wonderful aunts, uncles and cousins, all of whom lived in close proximity such that they were a regular and important part of life.  One of these relatives was Aunt Tillie,  who delivered a steady diet of nearly unreadable Bible verses inside of gift boxes and assorted greeting cards.  I felt it my duty to de-scramble her terrible handwriting to unleash the intended biblical message, lest I be struck by a bolt of lightning for not paying attention.  I sort of understood where she was coming from most of the time, and  dearly wish I could review all those subliminal messages now that I’m much older and a bit more wise.

Yesterday, in response to one of my kid’s life issues delivered to me via text message, I instinctively responded with a Bible verse (Proverbs 19:11) that I found due to the wonder of “Google”.  The verse seemed a perfect concise remedy for someone hindered by anger.  It didn’t strike me until today that I may be turning slowly into Aunt Tillie.  Not a bad thing, I guess.           WHAT THE HECK !