Born to Run
by Gloria Copeland
I was in a hotel room a few years ago, preparing to preach, when I looked out the window and saw something that caught my attention: A few stories below me in front of the hotel, a man with a little broom and a dustpan was sweeping the street. If he’d just been sweeping the sidewalk, or the hotel driveway, I might not have noticed him. But he’d taken on the entire street!
That’s a big job, I thought.
Considering the amount of road that stretched into the distance on either side of him, I wondered how he was going to do it. So I watched him for a while. It soon became apparent his heart wasn’t in his work. He stood and swept in the same little spot for at least 20 minutes.
I eventually turned my attention back to getting ready for the service. When I looked out the window again the man was gone...having left behind one very small patch of clean pavement.
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