Sometimes God presents us with unexpected opportunties to do ministry. A ministry can be as organic as offering a cup of trail coffee to a stranger–a stranger who seems to be searching for peace or guidance or a sign from God. My husband and I met such a man last week while camping in the Tahoe National Forest on our way home from the Nevada desert. The man, who didn’t remain a stranger for long, proved well-traveled, philosophical, self-effacing, keenly intelligent and a lively companion at our campfire. We were blessed to be a blessing.
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i see it as a blessing within a blessing. nice thoughtful story.
Thank you for your kind comment. I’m so glad you enjoyed it:)