And the Gold Medal goes to ..........."Joanne Cuchel". I'm not naturally athletic but if jumping to conclusions were an Olympic Sport I'd be taking home the Gold. Usually when someone rubs me the wrong way,slightly irritated by another, or I feel mistreated I reach for my conclusion pole vault and jump myself right into a mess! God has been bringing this issue to light and so it calls for a confession. Normally, I tend to read-between-the-lines and invent meaning and intentions that people have towards me that are not necessarily true. I love to play detective by picking up context clues and deducing motives and theories that certain people are against me, don't like me, or are jealous of me. Then what's worse, sometimes I'll go and tell a few people to recruit them into my army of sympathetic supporters. These supporters are appalled at what so-and-so did, said or is planning to do to me. And ...
Up front and honest confessions of this gal's sinful heart