Nothing but the child of God!

Viewing others spiritually makes all the difference in bringing healing into the community.

One day as I was catching a ride on a subway train in London I chose the wrong carriage. I chose the carriage with a drunk vagrant, who was getting more and more abusive and volatile by the moment.

I wasn't alone in thinking that it was the wrong carriage. At each stop fellow passengers were getting off the train and walking to other compartments. The temptation to do the same was enormous. Yet I had been praying earlier. I had reached some recognition of man's inherent goodness as the child of God. Taking evasive action didn't seem logical in the light of that understanding.

In next week's Sentinel—
January 3, 1994

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