Lay Hands On The Sick!
So it’s Monday morning, and I have some confessions to make. Sometimes, I’m not as bold with my faith as I’d like to be. Sometimes I am so caught up in my own stuff that I avoid contact with people I don’t know especially in public places. Sometimes I can fit the stereotype of a writer/hermit. Sometimes while I think people who are bold with their faith are awesome secretly I would rather hide. Don’t get me wrong, when I’m behind a pulpit I am a bold person. I would pray with anyone, and declare Jesus in their lives and their 2 nd cousins named Bob…grin… However, when I’m in Wal-Mart and God gives me a prophetic word for a complete stranger, my reaction can be a bit different. Sometimes I’ve been known to be disobedient, and sometime I have stepped out in faith. I have an old friend who used to joke with me that for every convert people bring in they get a set of steak knives. It’s a joke, but it i...