My church went to the local children's hospital to pass out gift bags of necessities for those who find themselves in a difficult place. The gift bags were only secondary in importance compared to the love that was shared in the gesture and prayers given. Each left with wonderful stories to tell…
I sat in the emergency room briefly and then was off to the local Starbucks coffee shop. Quite often i have opportunity to listen to another's story about life. i am amazed at how ready another individual is prepared to share his story. they don't need preparation. a simple statement like, "it's pretty weather tonight." let that sink in…. when the Spirit prompts with a simple question, "how are you?" and the dam breaks and stories flow. i am always amazed.
This night was much like others at the coffee shop with an exception… the gentleman shared with me about his health problems. we connected with being veterans. i mentioned God and he went chasing after a young female. sometimes the seed falls on rocky soil… i am grinning.