This week I needed some shopping therapy. I know that is not right but I needed it. When I did get a couple of hours free I ran over to the mall. Well I tried on tons of things, or that is how it felt and guess what happened. I literally got stuck in a shirt. Yes that is right I pulled this shirt over my head and then I could not get it off. So there I was alone in the dressing room,in my undies, stuck in a shirt that I did not even like. After several minutes of wrangling with the evil shirt I got it off and threw it to the ground. I was promptly declared the winner of the match. Today I am thankful that God released me from the bondage of that shirt,literally and spiritually.
PS No pictures for this post,it would not be too attractive.