On the way home from a lovely ministry weekend last Sunday, the lovely Robin forced me--er, encouraged me--to stop briefly at the Tanger Outlets near Washington Courthouse, Ohio. I did, without complaining (much), and my heart was strangely warmed by the sight of my name on the side of a truck in the parking lot.
I waved but no one waved back. Still deciding whether to report them.
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