I just vacuumed a bug off my wall. Awesome, quick, clean, and painless. Forget the fly swatter or the futility of a waving palm; hand-held vacuums are the way to go.
Sometimes, it’s just nice to leave everyone in the living room and quietly step out onto the back porch by yourself. And while standing outside, in that solitude, to allow the shoulders to drop and to breathe in deeply of the crisp night air, savoring the subtle fragrances in the gentle breeze. In the quiet calm of the night, the cares and burdens ever pressing down are felt even more keenly, but with each exhale, “Lord Jesus.” …… “O Lord Jesus.” ……”Lord Jesus.”
And before anyone notices that you’ve been gone, you’ve already rejoined the group.