God's Satisfaction Rating

This morning I was rating some of my recent purchases on Amazon.  As I rated my purchases from zero to five stars, I began to think.  If the dear Lord had to evaluate me online, would he rate me as five stars?  Or maybe just two stars?  When He gets me in His divine order, is He satisfied with what He gets?  Probably not.  But I can do better.  Jesus has given His life for me.  Shouldn’t I give Him my best in return?  I think so.  So, with the Lord’s help, I am going to do better at my satisfaction rating.  I am going to work on my spiritual customer service and give God his money’s worth.  Hey, how about you?  Where do you stand with your Maker?  How many stars would God give you?  Think about it.

Vick's Vapor Rub

A truck overturned on the freeway spilling its cargo of Vick’s Vapor Rub everywhere.  Surprisingly, there was no congestion for eight hours.

Wooden Monster Truck

My nine-year-old grandson likes to make those kids’ projects from Lowe’s, so I got him a monster truck kit today.  He was a little scary with a hammer.  I made him read the directions himself and I told him to follow them exactly - which he almost did.  Almost.  A thin base was to be nailed to the body of the truck.  But he didn’t read it exactly.  There were three parts to be nailed together, not just two.  So, when he nailed the two together, the nails went right through, and right into the dining room table.  The little nails were ring-shanked, and when I tried to pull the truck body up, the four nails pulled through and were left in the table.  The look of horror on Bennett’s face was priceless.  I calmly told him that it was all right.  But I didn’t tell my wife that it was all right.  I just pulled the nails out as best as I could.  I hope she doesn’t read this post.  But of course, you’ll be sure to tell her, won’t you?!