Something Seems to Be Missing (standard:humor, 902 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Apr 11 2021	Views/Reads: 1159/760	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
God’s peace is the thing that most people are missing from their life today.

Did you ever have a week when it felt like something was missing, but
you didn't quite know what it was? 

I had that kind of a week this past week. It felt like something was
missing, and I could not figure out what it was. 

The past week was typical in many regards. Everything seemed to be going
normal as normal could be. But I had this nagging thought in the back 
of my head that I was missing something. I really couldn't get a handle 
on it. 

At first, I thought maybe I had missed my Apple Fritter. My New Year's
resolution for this year was only to eat one Apple Fritter at a time. 
And as far as I can recollect, I have not missed one so far this year. 

So, it wasn't an Apple Fritter that I was missing. It was something, and
it was beginning to get on my nerves. 

I got out my weekly planner to see if there was a meeting that I had
missed or forgotten about. I went very carefully, and everything I was 
supposed to do this past week I did. And yet, something was missing. 

I went back in my weekly planner for five or six weeks, and nothing was
missing. 

Maybe, I thought, I had a meeting that I had forgotten to schedule. So,
I asked the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage if she knew of anything 
I missed. 

Well, that sure was a mistake. She had a whole list of things that,
according to her schedule, I had forgotten to do,. It was almost a book 
full of “missing activities” that she thought I needed to catch up on. 

I should've known better, but after completing all her "tasks," I still
had this little itch that there was something I was missing. 

Again, I made the mistake of talking aloud and mentioning that I felt I
was missing something. 

That's all the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage needs to hear, and
once again, she was on her game and gave me a whole list of things that 
she thought I was missing. 

You would think at my age I would know when to keep my mouth shut. But I
was being aggravated that I was missing something, and I don't like 
that. I like to do my job and get everything done as quickly as 
possible. 

I happened to go to the bathroom, glanced in the mirror and saw that I
had not had a haircut for quite a while. I thought that this was 
probably the thing I was missing. That sure would solve my anxiety. 

So, I headed off to the barber, got a haircut, and returned home. I was
smiling all the way home because I thought I had found that missing 
thing for the week. I try to get my haircut every other week, and 
sometimes I mess up, and I get out of routine. But now, the haircut was 
done, and I was heading home. 

As I opened the door to enter the house, I began to feel that itching
feeling again that I was missing something. The haircut wasn't really 
what I was missing, and so I was back to square one. 

As I pondered this, my wife comes up to me and says, "Could you run to
the grocery store and get a few things that I need for tonight?" 

Of course, I was willing to go and do some shopping. I'm not a
shopaholic, but when given a list, I can do the shopping. 

I had just put the last item into the shopping cart and was headed
toward the checkout counter, and then, there it was! 

I never thought that I would solve my itching problem in the grocery
store. But there it was. I was walking by the candy aisle, and there it 
was; several shelves full of CHOCOLATE. 



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