On this particular day I had no agenda in my head but wasn't really getting any earth-shattering thoughts when suddenly this old Sunday School song from my youth popped into my head. That's odd, or so I thought. The song is about the true story of David and Goliath from the Old Testament.

It was the first day of March, a bright and sunny but cold day, and I was headed out to a baby shower for my daughter that her church friends were hosting. I already had the address in my phone all set to go. As I pulled out of my driveway and steered onto my street, I looked down to select "go" on the phone's GPS and BOOM!

I dropped an egg on the kitchen tile floor this morning. It was as if it happened in slow motion and then I just stood there for a brief moment and stared at the mess and mourned this great loss. Eggs are valuable these days!