As an usher in St. Mark’s Lutheran Church in Charlotte, N.C., I had the duty of giving the pastor his cloak after the service to ward of the cold as he greeted parishioners.
Every week, Miss Agnes, a retired schoolteacher and lifetime member of the church, would shake the pastor's hand and eloquently praise the sermon. One Sunday, he jovially questioned her about his sermon’s content. Miss Agnes failed the quiz, but refused to let him have the last word.
“I guess I’m like a wicker basket,” she said. “If you put me down a well an bring me up, I don’t hold much water, but I feel a whole lot cleaner.” –Robert Kephart
Being in good places will have its effect on our soul. Where we are, the people with whom we surround ourselves makes all the difference.
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