Wheels Turnin’. 

Ed Sheehan, I love your music, but something has me confused. In This song you say, The club isn’t the best place to meet a woman, so the bar is where I go. To me, they are mostly the same. Both involve alcohol and can lead to crazy decisions. 

Maybe, what you need is This song by Hozier. I think it is a far better place to meet people. We even have a sobriety ministry in our church! I can drive you on Sunday if you come here. I go to a great church family!! 
Don’t ya just love my humor some days? 

Ramblings about Wheels. 

The wheel. No corners. No edges. When it begins to spin you can’t tell where it begins or ends. It is continuous. It maneuvers seamlessly across the landscape. That is, if it is durable enough to withstand the terrain. 

It makes moving easier. Faster to move. What can be carried can now be stored on a wagon or vehicle. More can be done because of the wheel. 

People have said my being in a wheelchair makes me less. I disagree. I am just the same as you and you the same as me. We are all on this journey. I am just rolling there instead. These weird ramblings about wheels have now turned into rhymes inside my head. 

I shall bid you good day and roll away. On my perfectly pumped wheels of awesomeness. I hope I have made you smile as we walk, roll and talk awhile. On this journey of life some walk and some roll. But we are all in this together.