But first a little background. My husband has a men's group that he meets with once a week and they are a fan of John Eldredge . They listen to the cd or podcast and discuss relationships, faith, etc. But they depend on my husband to provide the playing device. This is an email he sent out a short while ago:
"Brothers,
Many moons ago, in an age before touch screens, Jimmy Johns single-sandwich delivery, and bank bailouts, Jeff [boss] gave me a tiny iPod as a birthday gift. It was a kinder, gentler time then.
I have enjoyed using my square little buddy nearly every day since then. But now it is time for that tiny indestructible purveyor of sound to live on to serve our Band of Brothers, so that we may hear the messages of John Eldredge on Tuesday mornings, whether I’m there or not (or late), and independent of Chris’s [friend] laptop being agreeable to playing a CD, or not.
I will place the valiant little iPod into its white Bose cradle so that we may enjoy it together henceforth."
Such a turn of phrase.
"Brothers,
Many moons ago, in an age before touch screens, Jimmy Johns single-sandwich delivery, and bank bailouts, Jeff [boss] gave me a tiny iPod as a birthday gift. It was a kinder, gentler time then.
I have enjoyed using my square little buddy nearly every day since then. But now it is time for that tiny indestructible purveyor of sound to live on to serve our Band of Brothers, so that we may hear the messages of John Eldredge on Tuesday mornings, whether I’m there or not (or late), and independent of Chris’s [friend] laptop being agreeable to playing a CD, or not.
I will place the valiant little iPod into its white Bose cradle so that we may enjoy it together henceforth."
Such a turn of phrase.
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