I'm at (in) Courage today with a story that I started writing last January. I had every intention of finishing it months ago, but could never find the right direction to take it...until I received some bad news...then it was as if God was whispering to my heart and saying, "That lessen you wanted to share with others...it's for you too."
Two days after Christmas I stood in line behind 19 people. We all fidgeted and sighed as two clerks slowly helped customers exchange unwanted merchandise for store credit.
“It's the wrong size,” I said when asked for a reason why I was returning a blouse. “And my son already has this toy truck” I offered when placing the next item on the counter.
I flashed a sympathetic smile to a woman returning a pair of dark red high heels. “My daughter keeps telling me that I need to stop wearing frumpy shoes, but these are not going to work for me,” she said while handing over the box of good intentions.
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