Thursday, May 16, 2019

Posssessions : A Penn Station Story

Truly, Truly

 I was in my early twenties

I was getting off the amtrack from having been staying with relatives in a suburb just outside of washingon D.C.

I had to take out my bible in order to put my childhood squishy pillow inside my suitcase.

In penn station, my suitcase was stolen.

In my despair, I sat at the top of a stairway of a long island railroad train.

I opened my bible.

The very first thing I read was “why worry about your clothes” and it mentioned how God so cares for the field lilies !!!!

With that, I was able to board the train and return home without my clothes !!!

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