What color?

Today while in a meeting with some friends in the UK, we were just coming back from a break when we noticed the screen saver playing on the computer that was hooked to the ‘beamer’ (no, not a BMW, but what we ‘yanks’ would call a projector) was showing a gasoline engine being put together piece by piece and then showing a cut-away version with all the various moving parts, and the cycles it goes through, etc. Admittedly, it was pretty cool.

It was about this time that one of the lady’s (a lovely German lady) said in a slight huff “Oh, only men would be interested in such a thing.” We then tried to convince her that this was in fact neat to see, etc. She asked if it was a car’s engine, to which we said yes, hoping she was now beginning to take a bit more interest. She replied by saying, “The only thing I want to know is . . . . . what color is the car?” We all laughed together.

Happy Birthday!

Got to have some fun today, my birthday, and also my wedding anniversary. Some friends we were with sang a rousing round of Happy Birthday to me, all three verses. Yes, there are, apparently, three or more verse to that song (for those who want to know more, ask me).

Kids say the funniest things

Today our car broke down. As the kids were all sitting in the car waiting for back up transportation to school to show up, my son exclaimed to someone “I think maybe we dropped the transmission from our car.” I consider myself reasonably mechanical, but I have no idea how a 4 year old gets something like that. Funny stuff.

The prayer of a child

My dad had surgery last week to replace a bum knee. Not a bum’s knee, a bum knee. The morning of his surgery we called him (over the internet, how cool is that?) and unprompted, my son prayed for his Grandpa that Jesus would keep him safe and have a good surgery. I sat, somewhat misty-eyed, amazed at how sensitive he can be sometimes.

The best part is, his prayer worked. Dad came through the surgery just fine.

That same thing has happened before. He prayed for the power to come back on (it goes off here much more often than in some parts of the world, which is a real bummer when you are in the elevator at the time) once, and within seconds it was back on. We all sat amazed, and he just looked at us as if to say “What else did you expect? I prayed, so of course it was going to happen.” Oh, if only we could all have that kind of faith.