Kick the Dog
A few weeks ago I shared this story in our church. In our church this genre has come to be known affectionately as the “Kiley story.” Kiley is my second born daughter. God has given her to us to not only make us laugh, but to keep us humble. My wife has only three requests on Mother’s Day; Kentucky Fried Chicken, a chick flick, and an empty house. Our firstborn child, Morgan, is the family sweetheart. Her spiritual gift is serving. Her gift, coupled with her heart, means that she enjoys doing things for others that make them feel good. So Morgan added to our annual Mother’s Day ritual one new component, a picnic. With several boxes of steaming chicken in hand we headed to a local park that Morgan hand picked in honor of her mother. The setting was pristine; a bridge, a small creek, green grass, and chicken. Coming straight from church we were still wearing our Baptist threads. Shannon had on a new dress and was looking beautiful as usual. Morgan had made a ½ chang