What? Me Worry?

One day I was flying home after a devastating meeting with a publisher. My aisle seat was between two young men who were friends. I offered to switch places, but they told me to stay put, and they involved me in their conversation. At one point I shared with them that it had been a no-good, terrible day. When I explained why, one man said, “Work? Is that all?” Hmm. That comment certainly put things in perspective. I was in perfect health, my family was well, I had meals three times a day, and a roof over my head. I believe the Holy Spirit consoled me that day through my fellow passenger. Click to continue

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