"It could be me..."

One day while out with my husband, I noticed a convertible beside us with 4 people in it - 3 men and one lady. I was about to comment about it to my husband - more like "condemningly" asking: 

"What's that lady doing in the company of 3 men?"

What's your assignment?

No matter how attractive someone else's assignment may seem, it is not your assignment. 

What's wrong with the zipper?

Nothing.

With that answer I concluded that it means something's wrong with the "sipper".

Don't eat...

...to your death

You won't believe how and where this topic occurred to me. No I wasn't people watching...but you know, thinking about it, I may have come to the same topic doing that.

Focus

...on your race.

"The glass broke..."

I remember as if it was yesterday the first time I made that statement to my Mum (of blessed memory).

Cut it...

A few weeks ago I needed to redo my hair. When I undid my braids, I noticed that my hair had suffered damage such that some parts were shorter than the rest. So I mentioned to my husband that I want - more like really need - to cut or at least trim my hair. I did this of course to get his buy-in and, more importantly, his permission. As I pondered and wondered about the purpose of cutting it, the Holy Spirit dropped an enlightening life lesson in my heart - hence this post.