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Victor or Victoria

Wow!  Another very interesting video from Living Waters Ministry.  Too often, Christians are accused of being judgmental.  Soccer Chick has, herself, called me out on what she perceives as my judgmental attitude.  It’s a fine line we walk, isn’t it?

I love how Ray Comfort uses the Word, while maintaining his concern for this individual, to point to God’s judgment.

A Tug of My Heart

Isn’t it interesting how a seemingly routine errand can lead to something that pulls at your heart?

Today I didn’t have a subbing job, so I ran a couple of errands on my way to a friend’s house.  I was going over to work on her laptop, but I needed to stop at the bank first.

If you’re like me, you probably go to the same branch…the one closest to your house or place of employment.  Maybe you go during your lunch hour.  Perhaps you run by on your way home from the grocery store.

When you live in a small city like mine, you tend to form casual friendships with those you do business with.

Today, upon entering the bank, I spied my favorite teller.  A few months ago, I noticed that she hadn’t been there in a while, so I asked how she was.  There have been some staffing changes, and I was curious.  I was told that she now travels to different branches.  She’s so good that they use her to fill in whereever there’s a need.

Today was her day to be in “my” branch, and I called out to her.  She responded with a smile.  We identify with each other…both of us having teens.

There was something different about her today.  She was wearing one of those caps that chemotherapy patients wear.  I overheard her use the word chemotherapy to a co-worker.

My heart fell.

I immediately wanted to do something for my favorite “Traveling Teller.”

This is how charity works, I believe.  The tug of the heart that leads to action.

Do you remember the cap I made for Ms. Jean?  The pattern for the cap is here.  The cap that I made did not exactly turn out the way I wanted, but I know it was the thought that mattered.

I bought some Chinchilla yarn a few months ago, intending to make another cap — one that hopefully resembles the picture in the pattern:

After seeing my favorite teller today, I am thinking that I might just need to go ahead and cast on for the hat.  My intention is to offer it to the gal with a hug and prayers.  Please pray for her.  Said teller’s name is Jody.