On my commute to the gym this past week, I decided to not to zip through a yellow light, but stoped. This apparently hit the wrong nerve in the person who was following me. Hands flying up over her steering wheel, I could easily read her lips..."OH COMEON! YOU COULD HAVE MADE THAT..." Not making a judgment here, as I think all of us have been in the rush drive mode at some point or another and have done the exact same thing or worse. This is funny because separating our faces was my tinted windows. A barrier that separated her knowing my true identity...not Peter Parker (a.k.a. Spider Man) but Peter Cunningham...one of her husband's good friend. Ugh oh.
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