This morning, I walked into the living room and I saw this:
Brother Henry looked at Me. I looked at him. I felt like I should say something witty, but there were so many things running through My head all at once that My brain kind of overloaded. In the end, I just blinked a couple times, turned around and went back downstairs to bed. Thinking back, perhaps My stunned silence spoke louder than words.
So Sayeth Otis