Like everyone else around here, yesterday morning my car was buried in snow and my windshield wipers frozen solid. Of course I turned them on before attempting to thaw them loose, and out they popped—out as in not attached at all. This sunny morning I located an automotive repair shop and drove the two miles for help. In five minutes the owner had snapped everything into place.
“What do I owe you?
“Not a thing. Glad to help you out.”
“Thank you. Do you have anyone you would like me to pray for?”
“Yes, please pray for my son.”
“What’s his name?”
“Nicholas. He just got back from his third tour in Iraq. He has troubles.”
“I’ll put him on my list. Thanks again.”
If you have a moment, please offer a prayer for Nicholas, and for all the other service people who are ‘in trouble’.
“What do I owe you?
“Not a thing. Glad to help you out.”
“Thank you. Do you have anyone you would like me to pray for?”
“Yes, please pray for my son.”
“What’s his name?”
“Nicholas. He just got back from his third tour in Iraq. He has troubles.”
“I’ll put him on my list. Thanks again.”
If you have a moment, please offer a prayer for Nicholas, and for all the other service people who are ‘in trouble’.
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