The Wine Bar
Last Friday Mrs. Yak and I were coming out of our favorite restaurant after a wonderful meal when we passed by a wine bar.
Through the open door we saw our church’s music minister inside entertaining friends. (If I further explain that we attend a Baptist church of the Conservative Baptist denomination, I’m sure you will immediately appreciate the significance of this happenstance.)
Rather than cause embarrassment we quickly turned away to walk around a large fish tank in the middle of the mall concourse. Walking one way and looking behind us at the minister we failed to notice a chair. If not for my lightning quick reflexes Mrs. Yak might have fallen flat on her face. As it was, I caught her arm and averted a nasty spill and certain discovery.
Continuing our promenade, arm-in-arm to the exit, Mrs. Yak observed, "I think our minister just caused us to stumble!"