The shame of it all
I'm sitting here at my desk just now. Phone rings. It's my wife. She's at the bookstore buying Christmas presents.
"I'm embarrassed to admit this, but what's the name of the guy who wrote 'A Confederacy of Dunces'?"
You see what I have to live with? Do you see? Pray for her. Pray for me. This is what happens when a generation is raised without proper theology and geometry.
"I'm embarrassed to admit this, but what's the name of the guy who wrote 'A Confederacy of Dunces'?"
You see what I have to live with? Do you see? Pray for her. Pray for me. This is what happens when a generation is raised without proper theology and geometry.



