vessel

When she comes to me to either complain or grumble about another , I would try to let her

see things from God's perspective. She would then walk off , not wanting to hear what I have to

say.

This morning, she came to sit beside me and after some idle chat, she cried and told me she has

to consult a doctor next week about this health problem she is having. Giving her a tissue to

wipe her tears, I then decided to speak God's word of faith into her spirit and prayed for her.

Feeling good to be a vessel for HIM.