"I Love You Man!"

I've spent the most of two day's working my youngest brother's yard. I've pulled
weeds, cut weeds and cursed weeds (just kidding). I've dragged them to the edge
of the street and I've done work I didn't know I was going to do. It is a gift because
he can't do the job. It was a hard job for a sixty-five year OLD man to do, but well
worth it.
Now I've got to get back to visitation for the church and preparing to preach Sunday.
While working I did work with sermon stuff. I think I'll preach: "I've Fallen and I
Can't get up!", Weeds, Who Needs Them?, "Brotherly Love". "Clear Cut" might be
my first sermon since I cut so many weeds & was cut so many times. Hey, what
about, "Blood Brothers Bleed!" "I Love You Man!" That's all folks!