My friend Bev recently changed her work schedule, freeing up more time for ministry. One morning she prayed, “Lord, show me what you want me to do today.” “Go to Walmart,” said the Lord. “Walmart?” questioned Bev, “but I don’t need anything at Walmart.” “Yes, Walmart,” responded the Lord. “Go, and I will show you when you get there.” So Bev arrived at Walmart, still unsure of what would happen. “Where should I go, Lord?” “To the back of the store, the toy aisle,” came her answer. There Bev encountered a distraught looking woman, softly weeping. During the next 15…
Last week I enjoyed an afternoon bike ride with my husband on a scenic rail trail in Pennsylvania. It was one of those October days in which the sun felt warm and the shade cool. Trees hinting yellow leaves lined both sides of the seemingly endless path, while the only sound was leaves crunching beneath bike tires. Robert Frost’s well-known poem “The Road Not Taken” came to mind—“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood . . . .” The poet expresses coming to a juncture and pondering which path to take—knowing all too well that as he starts down one…
