Life is like a bus, not a box of chocolates

Yes, life is like a bus.

If you don't get on, it leaves you behind.

Often it leaves before you're ready.

But most importantly, if you're in its way...

well, you get the picture.

My bus is currently attempting to participate in the Daytona 500.

It's not pretty.

As for Lexie,

She's riding along, but not quite as frazzled.

She's my breath of fresh air;

my harbor amidst the storm;

my respite from the arena.

I am so thankful for her.

Well, the race beckons me back.

Please pray that I run (or ride in) the race to win.

Jesus is my bus driver.