Let’s just cut to the chase. I ran the pick-up off of a bridge.

I may or may not have continued to go straight when I needed to turn. This is very far from my normal, but the Lord worked so hard on my humility the other day that I didn’t just eat a small piece of humble pie – I ate the whole pie.

It started out as a simple request, “Babe, I think you could help me move some cows from one pasture to the processing pens, by using the feed pick-up to lure them with a bale of hay.” Little did he know just how helpful I was going to be…

We have one of those transformer type trucks...