God's gifts from five minutes with Matthew
I wasn't supposed to be there that morning... Last Wednesday, I could not remember if we were having our weekly prayer time or not, because Pam had been traveling. Feeling an inner compelling to at least go and find out, I showed up at Pam's house at the usual time. As she answered the door, stepping over the suitcase in the entry, she was surprised. "Are we meeting today?" I asked. Pam, easy-going as ever, said, "I couldn't remember what we had decided. I just got back last night... I'll have to move the stuff off the couch. Come on in!" I went to get Abel and baby Matthew out of the car and settled them in the house. Pam decided to call up Brenda, our other faithful attendee, to see if she wanted to join us, too. I could hear Pam's response on the phone: "Oh, it doesn't matter if you haven't had a shower. Come over anyway!" And that was how God surrounded me with two other believers -- even when it had not bee...