Yesterday I went to get my hair done at a salon in town. I normally don't go to this salon because its very upscale and very overpriced. But my husband had bought me a gift certificate there last year so I went to use it. As I sat down in the chair and began friendly conversation with the stylist I had never met, we made small talk. Throughout the conversation from different things she said I realized she was a Christian. She didn't announce it, she simply made small talk about her life. (no we Christians don't have a secret handshake) I didn't say a whole lot, I just listened. In doing so there were so many hints and veiled references to her faith that I just knew she was. I was at the salon for almost 3 hours. (Apparently I needed a lot of work!)...
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Measuring Up
What do you do when you don't feel like you measure up? Like there is always something you are doing wrong? I have felt that way for quite a while with certain issues and people. Sometimes I feel like I am being measured by a yardstick that belongs to someone else...
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