Soapboxes and Pet Chickens

My mother would have been quick to tell you that we come from a long line of "stubborn" people.

I used to be proud of that fact. I thought it was a compliment to be called "hard-headed."

I had an opinion on everything, and most of the time it was right (I would rarely conceed otherwise).

I had more than one soap box. One labeled "Religion," one labeled "Politics," one labled "Family," and on and on it goes...way too many to count.

And I also had a chicken named Garcia, but that is beside the point.

Ahhh...Soap Boxes.....A funny thing happened to mine.

God actually showed me that I didn't need serveral, or one, or any.

And then He helped me to dismantle them.

Thank you, Lord.

But I do wonder what happened to Garcia.