Waiting for your period of being “stuck” passes to enable you to see the light from the right perspective can make the difference between day and night for us.
Yesterday I was having breakfast with a few friends and arrived at the restaurant early. Instead of going in and waiting I decided to do some reading in the car. A person pulled into the spot beside me and parked a little too close. I’m not sure if he didn’t see me or didn’t care but it was a tight squeeze.
On Sunday I had a song stuck in my head. I talked with our folks about Zacchaeus from the Gospel of Luke. There is a children’s song that tells the story but I couldn’t remember the verses. A nice woman wrote them down and gave them to me following the service.
Sunday evening I read an article about a “‘Missing’ student stuck for 36 hours” after he had partied a little too hard.
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