24 Hours

I had planned a day and a half to clean the house for weekend company. My sovereign Lord had other plans for me! Yesterday afternoon, Guillermo, an electrician, came by to work on our A/C. I could not identify his rich accent. “I am Colombian… Colombian coffee,” he replied to my question. We talked more and I gave him a tract on the Spirit-filled life in Spanish. This morning, Marco came to do an annual pest treatment on our home. We have talked many times over the years about spiritual things. Today, he opened up about the physical abuse he … Continue reading 24 Hours

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Caring for the Earth … and for People

I glanced at a jade pendant dangling about two feet from my face. “Your necklace is interesting,” I said as Lindsay tied a latex strap around my arm. “It is a Japanese good luck charm,” Lindsay said, as she gently tapped my vein. I found out within a few minutes that this young phlebotomist was a Buddhist. “That’s obviously your choice,” I commented, looking at her pale skin and blue eyes. “Why did you choose Buddhism?” “I like the way they respect all of life. That’s also why I went into this work.” I commended her for wanting to help … Continue reading Caring for the Earth … and for People

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The Lived Out Gospel by Judy Douglass

The young woman who would be my seatmate on a flight from Ghana had a very heavy carry-on bag. The overhead bin seemed full, but the coat of the man in front of us was taking up half of it. He told her that her bag was too big and that was his space. He was rude. She was bewildered. I spoke up, reminding him calmly but firmly that the bin was shared space and his coat could go on top of the suitcase. He grumbled as he lifted his coat out. I helped her lift her bag. Later the … Continue reading The Lived Out Gospel by Judy Douglass

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The Delivery

“Would you like to have this magazine?” I stared at the Awake magazine twenty inches from my face. Startled, I replied, “no way!” I kept walking and reflected on the encounter. I thought some other shoppers probably will take offense at these two women walking the store aisles like they do when going door-to-door in our neighborhoods. Someone later suggested to me that I should complain to the store management. That thought also flitted through my mind as I headed to the grocery section. I decided I really did not want to see a sign on the store window saying: … Continue reading The Delivery

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