Why is it that every time you need a pen you can never find one? Does this ever happen to you? It happens to me all the time. It seemed to happen to Alyssa the other night also at the Ladies Bible Fellowship so she asked me if I had an extra. Luckily I did, but not without having to dig in the depths of my purse for it. Which spurned a quick and silly song from me as I was digging out my receipts to see the bottom of my bag. It's set to the tune of a hymn, "Praise God My Sins Are Gone".
My Pens Are Gone
Gone, Gone, Gone, Gone all my pens are gone.
In my purse and underneath this stuff I don't need.
Buried under my receipts, yes that's where they've got to be.
Oh no, my pens are G-O-N-E, gone!
I don't even know how my brain comes up with this stuff sometimes. It's probably something that the Lord uses with me so that I can keep my sense of humor when I get frustrated. But for as long as I can remember I've always had a song of some sort stuck in my head and been able to come up with little ditty's like that. When I was in Kindergarten I got my name on the board because I was humming at my table during coloring time. Instead of the teacher coming up to me to say something, my name went up. Which brought some incredulous inquisitions from my mom, but not to me to my teacher who she thought was crazy for doing that. I mean really people it was coloring time. Obviously some people have no appreciation for artistic genius;) I like this little trick that I've been given though. I'm definitely never bored and it keeps thing interesting, to say the least.
What do you do to keep your sense of humor?