I pray that God gives me divine appointments during my week. You never know when you will rub shoulders with someone in need.
Last week I met a young couple parked in front of our church. I pulled up and asked them if I could help them. They shared their story of some hard times and how they were living with relatives and didn’t have any where they could just get away by themselves. So there they sat, in our church parking lot, together just talking.
This couple never asked for anything even though they were a classic benevolence case. All they wanted was to be alone as a family. I thanked them for letting me intrude into their quiet time and reminded them that God is always with them. In turn they thanked me for giving them a quiet, safe haven during a stormy time in their life.
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As I sat patiently watching a train pass I noticed that the majority of the cars had been “tagged” with graffiti. I began wondering why we humans feel so strongly that we must leave our mark on this world. What I came up with is it is because we need to let people know we were here.
Walking through a grave yard I noticed the dates on a tombstone; 1927-1990. For many the mark we leave is the dash between two dates.
Maybe that is what this blog is about . . . leaving my mark somehow.
Walking through a grave yard I noticed the dates on a tombstone; 1927-1990. For many the mark we leave is the dash between two dates.
Maybe that is what this blog is about . . . leaving my mark somehow.
Monday, October 12, 2009
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