while i was delivering meals downtown saturday, a lady named carolyn took a couple of sack-lunches and some ice water, then stayed near the truck, and dug right in.
she was sweet and soft-spoken. when she found a peach in the bag, i thought she was going to cry. she was so happy. then she found a banana in the second sack. again, very happy. then she told me “i was moving around this morning, and i was praying for some fruit!”
cool, huh?
i laughed, because, sometimes God just cracks me up.
eh
hey funny you should mention fruit, that’s what i call
my friends, as in the fruits of the spirit. i sometimes
pray for fruit too and it usually comes to me in the form of
friends, when i’m low on hope i have an encouraging
friend, when i’m tempted i have one who always puts me
in my place, when i need a little extra love…dude it’s nice to have friends who share their
fruit : )
cj