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Monday Morning Musings

St. Paul - artist, El Greco
1. Never underestimate the power of small gestures! I had a conference to attend this weekend. A lovely young woman who worked at the convention center helped me out by bringing me tea, and a restaurant server was so kind in offering me a "to go" cup as I headed back to the conference after lunch. Little things=big blessings.

2. Due to my sprained ankle, I used a cane to get around at the conference. It's interesting. When you use a cane, people see the cane and not you. They wonder what's wrong, but don't want to ask - it seems impolite. When I was on crutches, people immediately asked what was wrong, and talked about the crutches. Makes me think about what it's like to be permanently physically challenged and how people perceive them. Do they look past the apparatus to see the person?

3. If I preach the gospel, this is no reason for me to boast,
for an obligation has been imposed on me,
and woe to me if I do not preach it!
If I do so willingly, I have a recompense,
but if unwillingly, then I have been entrusted with a stewardship.
What then is my recompense?
That, when I preach,
I offer the gospel free of charge
so as not to make full use of my right in the gospel.

Although I am free in regard to all,
I have made myself a slave to all
so as to win over as many as possible.
To the weak I became weak, to win over the weak.
I have become all things to all, to save at least some.
All this I do for the sake of the gospel,
so that I too may have a share in it.


Thank you, St. Paul! What a challenge and what a hope! Woe to me if I do not preach the Gospel!

4. Talked to my mom yesterday. She sounds so old. When did that happen? Time is precious and short.

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