I just looked up  from the keyboard and out of the window in frustration and irritaion at the roaring, senseless noise of the concrete mixing truck(henceforth called concrete- mixer,whatever !) thundering past for the umpteenth time down the narrow road.

i dont have time,here is what i must say.  i am irritated with it because it roars past my house every10-15 minutes or so.. up and down..up and down again.

i wish i would continue doing my hardwork and i wish i would continue in the Lord, just like that mixer-truck. its with sadness that i must say that i am not even half as regular in frustrating satan, as that truck is in frustrating me.

i wish i would be a CONCRETE-mixer  of sorts for Jesus. Now i do.

Grhhhhhhhnnnnnnn ! 

Amen.