How sipping a soda helped me share my testimony...

Before I went to work the other day, Brent treated me to an icy cold fountain soda.  It was lovely so I took it to work with me.

Sitting at the table in the work room, I was sipping my icy cold refreshment when one of the darling ladies looked at me with surprised worry and asked, "are you drinking soda?"

With the straw still between my lips I answered, "do you not want me to drink soda?"

She continued in a hushed voice, "i didn't think you could drink soda."

And at that I smiled, parted my hair and revealed my horns : )

Really though, it led to a great and somewhat lengthy discussion. Finally I said, "If you really desire answers to your questions I'm ready whenever you are."

I took a sip of my soda, scratched my horns and went off to my little first grade kiddos feeling grateful for my own answered questions.