Filed under: Christianity, God, Grace, Jesus, Lent, Prayer, Religion, Shekinah Glory, Spirituality
This evening I rushed out of Harris Teeter grocery store because I had forgotten half of the ingredients for our supper. I was juggling groceries in one hand and realized that my car keys were in my pocket. When I reached into the pocket opposite the hand filled with groceries I felt their cool sensation of metal on my fingertips. I had a Shekinah glory moment from my Holiness church past. So, I began praising God. For some reason in my mind I said, “Thank you, Lord of the Chance.” I chuckled. I guess I needed that on this blustery, frustrating day.
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