The Man Without a Leg

I was moping. Discouraged. Down. Frustrated. Stressed. Crying out to God day and night for an answer regarding something to which I believe He had called me. No answer. No reply. Just more crying out. In the midst of it all, the Lord Jesus Christ had me cross paths for just minutes with a man without a leg.

On crutches. Just one leg. Not having the easiest time getting around. The heat did not help I am sure. Two things stood out more than anything. His JOY. And that he and I went back and forth...