She sat in her usual spot on the curb of a dead-end steet in a town long ago forgotten by time. Her disheveled hair reflected what her life had become. Her dull eyes and her dirty, tattered clothes gave anyone who passed by an excuse for not stopping to help. To comfort.
Category: Insight
Dark Moments
“It grieves me very much for your sakes that the hand of the Lord has gone out against me.” She was bitter that she was without husband and sons and attributed her circumstances to God’s discipline. The thee women wept together.
Three Bricklayers
The passerby thought about their answers and concluded that the first bricklayer laid brick because that was his job. Nothing more – just a job to earn money.
The second bricklayer laid brick because he had a goal – to build a building as something to show for his time at a job.
The third bricklayer laid bricks with his eyes toward heaven.