Neighbor to Neighbor, page 2

      Last night, I thought about what I had done.  I had passed out 60 “Neighbor to Neighbor” fliers inviting ladies to a neighborhood Bible Book club. Afterwards, I had gotten such a sunken feeling in my heart.  What was I doing?  Who would call a stranger about joining a Bible Book Club?  Maybe after they read the flier they were thinking, “What a weirdo!”  And my neighbors who knew me, would they be stereotyping me as a bible thumping narrow minded hypocrite coming out of the closet?  These thoughts so disturbed me, that I quit. 
     Then, I asked God for help.  After all, it wasn’t my idea.  The Holy Spirit had been prompting me to find someone to read and share for over a year now.  I had asked my husband, but he says he likes to read the Bible on his own.  I had asked my Sunday fellowship group, but everyone is far away, and I have no car.  Besides, some of them work overtime, and others like to read the Bible on their own.
      So, when I gave my burden to the Lord I felt much better, because this hadn’t been my idea.  I had given God the burden, but I refused to pass any more fliers out.  I decided to wait until the Spirit put that burning desire in me again.   At 9:00 PM, the phone rang.  Someone was interested in being in the Bible Book Club!  I went to bed with a happy heart.

Today, I printed out 80 fliers.  The day is beautiful.   I have my walking shoes on.