A few weekends ago, my next door neighbours had a garage sale. I went over and picked out a stack of children's books for the kids at my work, as well as a few resources for youth.

Later that week, I noticed two praise music CDs on the coffee table that didn't look familiar. My brother shares an apartment with me, but does not share my enthusiasm for going to church. Since the CDs did not belong to me, I deduced that they must be Steven's. Maybe my good example was finally rubbing off!

I couldn't figure out where I had seen these particular CDs before. Then I remembered: the garage sale! He must have gone next door and bought them.

A few days later, I was driving him to work, and decided it would be a good time to ask about the CDs. However, Steven said that they did not belong to him. Furthermore, he told me that he didn't even go to the neighbour's garage sale.

I was totally confused. If I hadn't bought these CDs, and Steven hadn't bought them, how did they get in our living room? Suddenly, I realized: when I set my stack of children's books down to pay, I must have accidentally picked up the CDs on the bottom of my pile.

I stole praise and worship music from my neighbour's garage sale!!!

By the time I realized it, a week had gone by. How do you bring that up?!? I did buy two dozen children's books and supply them my card table for the sale ... and she did offer my free choice of whatever was left over ...

It is probably okay, but I still feel like I should confess!!!