Emphasis Preaching Journal
Last week as my dog...
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Last week as my dog guide and I entered the post office, a young mother said, "Every day my daughter watches you and your guide on your way to get the mail. She's fascinated by that dog."
"Last night," the woman said, "I read her the story about Jesus' healing the blind man. She was quiet for a while. Then she looked up at me and said, 'Mommy, I bet Jesus could fix that lady's eyes, too.' "
In an earlier stage of my acceptance of life changes, I would have paused or stuttered some edgy response that betrayed my own puzzlings about Jesus and healing.
"Last night," the woman said, "I read her the story about Jesus' healing the blind man. She was quiet for a while. Then she looked up at me and said, 'Mommy, I bet Jesus could fix that lady's eyes, too.' "
In an earlier stage of my acceptance of life changes, I would have paused or stuttered some edgy response that betrayed my own puzzlings about Jesus and healing.
