Serious?
I'm rereading "Draw The Circle" by Mark Batterson. This morning's thoughts centered around someone who prayed for the Ebenezer Coffeehouse to become a Dream Factory.
A regular customer shared that he, indeed, had a dream birthed there. Great coffee and free wi-fi made it a great office for him.
Grrrr. Ray and I often complain about sales-folk who abuse coffee shops.
But the dream this man birthed saves millions from starving!
I was convicted concerning a man who, daily, picks the best table by a fake but warm fireplace. He's there when I come and there when I leave. He talks on the phone or to a friend--volume 8 on a 1-10 scale. I put earbuds in to help (and to make a point). 8-/
I should pray. Who knows what kind of dream he might be nurturing? Or if he knows the Lord.
He's here! I heard a voice projecting over my shoulder and across the coffee shop. This isn't my normal time of day! It can't be him. But sure enough . . .
Testing . . . testing . . .
God, I need your help with this one. Can I start small? Like, "help him have a nice Christmas."?
Or while I'm praying for him, could you prompt someone to pray for me?
And oh, God, thank you for the fireplace seat.
Lonnie
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