Still smiling over a wisecrack from one of our pickleball gang this morning.
When any of the eight women muffs a shot, she often emits a groan of pain and frustration. It gets downright funny:
I said I wanted to have an audio made to commemorate all these funny sound effects.
That’s when our pickleballer put it into proper context:
“Sounds like when I was in labor!” †
Like as a woman with child,
that draweth near the time of her delivery,
is in pain, and crieth out in her pangs;
so have we been in thy sight, O Lord.
By Susan Darst Williams • 6/30/2020 • www.RadiantBeams.org • © 2020