Ooops! I was asked by the wife Saturday night to put out a prayer request for the husband of a friend of hers, whose wife found him passed out on the front porch when she came home. His name, interestingly enough, is John. He's in the hospital, still.
Well, he's not out of the woods yet, and could use a Double 00 load of buckshot prayer.
Shhhh! Don't let the wife read this, or I will be an officially bigger asshole than I already am.
So, please hook up with God, and send John some prayers his way. Thanks.
God's will be done.