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Driving through the Texas countryside on Easter Sunday, one of my daughters and I stopped at a service station. As we entered the young, scruffy man wearing a bandanna around his head said something like, “Welcome to paradise.”
“Thank you. It’s nice to be in paradise,” I replied.
When we left, I thanked him again for the greeting, and he said something like, “Paradise is all around us if we will just notice.”
As we walked to the car I told Tabitha you don’t expect to meet a philosopher in the middle of the countryside. It’s just another reminder to not be surprised where we might learn something or who might teach us. Remember, Jesus probably looked a bit on the scruffy side.
That meeting also provided a good reminder to take notice of this paradise of creation that God has given us.
By the way, if you don’t think your part of Texas is paradise, you might visit Mexia.
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