Maybe I should get the envelopes ready for the collection tonight.
Nah...I'll just write them in the car tomorrow morning.
So, on the way to Mass, I pulled out my checkbook and the collection envelopes. I discovered that I was out of checks. And it was too late to do anything about it. I looked in my purse and tried to find what we'd normally put in the collection in the grocery budget envelope. I had a $100 bill. That's a tad more than what we budgeted in for church this month. (Why didn't I ask the guy at the bank to give me smaller denominations?) So when the basket was passed during the offeratory, the girls put in their envelopes, and I sat there like the dummy I am and smiled meekly at the usher. Uh, yeah, my kids have money and I don't. hee hee. Sorry.
Lesson: When your guardian angel tells you to do something, you should do it.