The Blessing of a Flush Toilet
The Blessing of a Flush Toilet Sandy Jordan Church sounded like a raucous hen house, filled with bumble bees as everyone exclaimed, “human beings!” The crowd was large, full of pent up energy. Like my friend exclaimed,"it was the first time in two weeks, she’d driven her car.” My car sat waiting for me to start it. My son had taken me to church as my yard shimmered in water. His Jeep could handle it. My son in-n-law had nearly buried his truck the day before. I felt like I needed the Beetle’s “Yellow Submarine.” The air was filled with blessings, thankfulness for the help of ou...