Not my gift...
The youth group went bowling today. I went along. I bowled. I did horribly. I got probably my lowest score ever. I only got 73 pins (Way to go, Brian! You got 73 pins!).
I could give you all the excuses, like the ball was too heavy (it was -- it's hard to find an 8 pound ball with big enough holes for me to actually roll it without getting a finger or thumb stuck in it) or the lane was warped (maybe it was -- it sure seemed like it) or the other ball was too light (and had those dainty little finger holes in it).
But we had a good time, we laughed a lot, the Chicago Bears beat the Pack, and the kids all beat the pastor in bowling. Oh, and did I mention that it was also a youth group after-church lunch day? So we didn't have to cook today either (or clean up).
And, in the end, I can say a good day was had by all.