Another Night Bringing the Kingdom
The other night we got together and prayed and asked the Lord to show us His treasure in this city. One of the words that I received was a right sprained wrist. I dutifully wrote it down and put it in my pocket as we headed out. Once we arrived at our destination, we walked around the area for long time-- remembering our old adage: Nothing good happens until after 11. So, it was a little after 11 when we were standing in line to check out and Sojourner looks at me and says, "I'm getting a word in my right hand." I replied, "Well, maybe that means that there is someone nearby with a problem in the hand." And, the words were no more out of my mouth when over Sojourner's shoudler I saw a man with a wrap on his wrist-- the right one. I said, "Well, there he is." Now at this point, our readers may wonder how you approach someone of a different language and culture with the crazy idea that the Creator of the Universe told you hours before that so...