One of Those

Sweet Hour of Prayer

I’ve been thinking a lot about my Grandmother.  She passed away last year. I remember when I was telling a co-worker about how much Grandma loved Jesus and how ready she was to go meet Jesus.  I again emphasised how much she loved Jesus.  My co-worker said,  “Oh,  she’s one of those.”  She went about her workday but her words left me thinking .   I love Jesus.  Did my co-worker not also know this.   Was I living my life as a testimony for  Jesus.  My Grandmother certainly did.  Everyone knew….even complete strangers knew that Grandma loved Jesus.   What am I doing or lack there of,  that does not set me apart as  “One of Those.”  To this day I am still pondering those words from my co- worker and my daily prayer is:   Blessed Redeemer, My Sweet Jesus,  Help me be “One of Those”,  Amen.

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