Today Phil & I went to the city of Harrisonburg, about 30 minutes away, for our yearly taxes. Until about three years ago, Phil used to do our taxes himself. How very much can change in three years. Phil retired, and is only working part time now. I started being a caregiver part time. Both of our mothers died in one year. One had a will that was out of state and outdated, the other had no will at all. Because of all of this, our taxes became a nightmare. We are still dealing with the financial effects of one mom. Our tax man is a human computer, math wiz, and good Christian. And amazingly, he only charges about $35.00. But he's saved us hundreds. This year, we were expecting several thousand dollars back. The appointment was not good. Due to unforseen confusing financial occurances, we are now not getting that money back. It is so complicated that it took Phil hours to think of a way to dumb it down enough to explain it to me. It even confused the tax man momentarily. Leaving the office, it was dusk, and we were deflated and hungry. Phil said he could use some comfort food. Then we drove past this sign. It sounded like a good deal, so we went into O'Charley's and got the fish and chicken tenders. On my plate are homemade potato chips called "Twisted Chips". There are rules for things like this, and upon getting such a disappointment, here are the rules. For the next couple days, one must only eat foods that are deep fried, gooey, or very sweet. Upon awakening from the sugar coma, things look so much better. It's good to follow the rules.
"Tell us then, what is your opinion? Is it right to pay taxes to Caesar or not?...then he said to them "Give to Caesar what is Caesar's, and to God what is God's". When they heard this, they were amazed, so they left him and went away." Matthew 22:17,22