The other day, we were sitting at a stop light across from one of the biggest churches in Austin. They had one of those cool signs out front that scrolls stuff in bright red letters. In huge letters, it said, “Happy Birthday.” I waited in anticipation of what I thought was to come. Then it said, “Bill.”
Happy Birthday Bill.
Is that His middle name?
This cracks me up! You never know maybe they know something we don’t know.