Jeff's Journal

When I began to preach on Sunday,

   somehow I reopened a cut on my finger

   which I originally injured by sticking it down in

      a soft drink can.

Blood began to flow freely onto my sermon.

  I mentioned I was bleeding,

      wrapped the finger in a kleenex and

      continued to preach.

After the sermon, Marie Livingood opened

   her purse, found a bandaid and had

      Alexis bring it to me.

She delivered it with a smile.

   And I thought, "What a simple

      and clear example of how

      the body of Christ should be."

Moving to the deeper places,

Jeff