I'm in Arkansas this week for work and as usual, I frolic around in the hotel room as soon as I enter. Okay, not really, but I realized that if the room has two double beds, I always pick the one that's closest to the window. Have you ever wondered why we do the small things we do? Like, I never realized that I like this bed the most until today.
I met a man on the plane who just got back from Iraq & Italy. He is in the military and actually got shot by an AK47 a few times in the chest, thankfully he was wearing a bullet-proof suit. I really wasn't excited about talking to him and I never once witnessed to him. It's like sometimes, I can hear the Lord telling me in my spirit to do something and I disobey. I think I was really tired and really just wanted to sleep. What a poor excuse.
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