PROPHET WITHOUT HONOR

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

I wrote a few days ago that company was coming. I said that we would be happy to see them come and that we would be sad when they left.

They came. We were happy. They left. We are sad and lonely.

Am I a Prophet or what?

What about the “without honor” part? Where would the honor come from? The only one left behind to maybe give me any honor is my wife of fifty years and the ones leaving were relatives for goodness sake, how much honor can I expect from these people? I harassed them all the time they were here.

I’ll settle for the title: Prophet without Honor!