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CHURCH VS BAR

online jobs signupHis phone rang in church by accident during

prayers.

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The Pastor scolded him.

The worshippers admonished him after

prayers for interrupting.

His wife kept on lecturing on his

carelessness all the way home.

His co-vineyard workers shook their heads in

disgust

You could see the shame, embarrassment and

humiliation on his face.

He never stepped foot in the church again.

That evening, he went to a bar.

He was still nervous and trembling.

He spilled his drink on the table, bottle

falls by accident and it splashed on some

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Those it touched rushed towards him. He

closed his eyes expecting bashing of words

or slaps.

Instead they cared to know if he didn’t get

a cut from the broken bottle.

The waiter apologized and gave him a

napkin to clean himself.

The janitor mopped the floor.

The female manager offered him a

complimentary drink.

She also gave him a huge hug and a peck

while saying, "Don't worry man. Who

doesn't make mistakes?"

He has not stopped going to that bar since

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# Lesson

Sometimes our attitude as believers drives

souls to Hell.

You can make a difference by how you treat

people especially when they make mistakes.

* IF you cannot be a bridge to connect

people, then do not be a wall to separate

them.

* IF you cannot be a light to brighten

people's good deeds then do not be darkness

covering their efforts.

* IF you cannot be water to help people's

crops sprout, then do not be a pest

destroying their crops.

* IF you cannot be a vaccine to give life,

do not be a virus to terminate it.

* IF you cannot be a pencil to write

anyone's happiness, then try to be a nice

eraser to remove their sadness.

We can always be each others keeper, let

us resolve to heal the world and make it a

better place. Yes, we can.online jobs signup

Matthew 5:16

Let your light so shine before men, that

they may see your good works, and glorify

your Father which is in heaven.

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