Good afternoon and good blessings to you,

Doc

Turning It over to Jesus

Where and when does not matter. The names have not been changed to protect anyone, whether guilty, innocent or a bit of both. They’ve been made up entirely. Well, except for the titular character, that one’s pretty much historically accurate.

When it came share time at that week’s meeting of the Folks Trying to Throw off Shackles, Jenny raised her hand to share. Okay, Jenny, what do you have for us?

“Well, you know we’re always hearing y’all talk about ‘turn it over to Jesus’ or ‘turn it over to your Higher Power.’ Well, I did that last month.

“I’d written a bunch of bad checks and I knowed they was bad when I wrote ‘em. But I did it anyway. And then, I got real skeered ‘cause I knew them checks was gonna bounce like a golf ball on concrete. And I wuz so worried! I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t do nothing. Just knowing them checks wuz all out there and knowing they wuz gonna get to the bank and then go right back to whoever I wrote ‘em to.

“But then, I got to remembering what y’all said: ‘Turn it over to the Lord.’”

“And so, that’s exactly what I did, I just turned it over to Jesus. That’s whut I did. I went to bed that night and I slept like a little baby.”

Jenny paused, silent for what seemed like a long while. Finally, one of the other shackle-shaking members asked, “So, what happened after you turned it over to Jesus?”

“Well, I’ll tell ya,” Jenny answered with a sly smile, “I woke up the next morning and found out he’d turned it over to the Sheriff.”

I guess sometimes the Lord takes care of things himself and sometimes he delegates. Either way, just remember: he’s always working in all things for our good.