While sawing up a large dead limb so I could drag the pieces to the brush pile, I was reminded of how I got my chainsaw. Several years ago when my husband asked what I wanted for my birthday, I said, “I want a chainsaw.” Ed smiled at that, but that’s what I got. It’s one of the smaller, battery-operated chainsaws, which I can handle quite well. One of my sons-in-law thought it would be a funny joke on his family for them to guess what I got for my birthday. So at his next family gathering he offered a $100 bill to anyone who came up with the right guess. He felt pretty safe he wouldn’t lose any money. What an incentive though! Guesses came from everyone, all wrong, until one of his granddaughters said, “A power tool.” Bill felt that was close enough, so with a wry grin, he handed over the money. As it turned out, of all who were there, she was the one who needed the money the most. God works in mysterious ways!
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Briefly Speaking is full of hope and encouragement--that's my goal. I'm a professional writer who promises you sometimes funny, sometimes thought-provoking comment on my life in horse country in north Texas and on what's happening in the world at large. View all posts by Sheila Graham