Sunday, June 29, 2008
Hi guys,
Hope you had a good week. Yesterday was really a shock for me. I accompanied someone I knew into a store to purchase an item. The Lord had shown me prior , to take flowers and give to the workers. I carried out His wishes.
The young man who served us, was handed a flower arrangement. He questioned the cost and was told it was free.
He immediately stopped short and almost in tears, he clutched the flowers and started shouting, "No one has ever given me anything free in my life. I have to work for everything."
I explained to him , that Jesus loved Him and it was because of His love that the flowers were free.
Jesus also gave us more FREE GIFTS. He gave us life and a will to serve Him, FREE.
HAVE A GOOD WEEK!
Monday, June 23, 2008
LET'S EXCHANGE THANKS
Hi guys,
Hope your last week went well. I just wanted to share "my special thanks" experience. It was a Sunday afternoon and I was in the shopping mall. I felt a cookie and a cup of coffee would be nice. I made my way to the cookie counter. The cookies looked really tempting. I decided to settle for a few of the "mini "oatmeal raisin ones.
The lady who served me, seemed to be in "not so good" humor. Everything seemed pretty routine. I cheered her up with a small floral arrangement, for which she was very grateful.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Sunday, June 08, 2008
LITTLE THINGS MEAN A LOT
Hi guys,
Hope you had a good week. A few weeks ago I accompanied my husband to a store, to return an item which he had purchased. It was not the correct size.
He spoke with the manager who agreed to accept the returned item. While I was waiting, the Lord spoke to me and told me,to give the manager some flowers because he was "stressed". I did just that and realized this to be the case.
Sunday, June 01, 2008
MY TROPHY
Hi guys,
Hope you had a good week. I just wanted to share with you the sweet experience of a child. It was graduation day of a relative of mine. The auditorium was full and the ceremony was about to begin. Silence was necessary.
Two small children sat behind me. I could hear their little voices. "Shhh"" said grandma, but a child, is a
child, is a child. They continued to talk. I looked around and could read desperation in her face. I offered
her small floral pots for both children and she was grateful.
child, is a child. They continued to talk. I looked around and could read desperation in her face. I offered
her small floral pots for both children and she was grateful.
A short while later , they were being taken outside by another adult. Suddenly, one of the little boys could be heard crying "Where is my trophy?" He had now considered his floral pot "a trophy".
Have a good week.