I watched Jazzy drag her stuffed Elmo from a string, trying to figure out why he had a noose around his neck.
"Um, honey, can you tell me what's going on with Elmo?"
"Elmo is wearing his leash!"
"Oh... Good."
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Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.
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