Our planes were hours behind schedule, when we got in on Saturday, so we didn’t arrive in Miami until nearly 11 p.m. It was good to see Taylor. He looks more like a man and less like a kid every time I see him. Although he looks changes and looks older, I’m sure I haven’t aged a bit.
The next morning, I preached for the little congregation where he’s working. I spoke for about 30 minutes and after services had a little boy tell me, “Hey mister, you sure got a funny accent.” I asked him, “Thanks, but did you like the lesson?” (The second I asked that I thought to myself, “That’s a dangerous question to ask a little kid!”) He said, “Yes sir, but it was sure long.”
Have a blessed day…
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