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