Emphasis Preaching Journal

It was a cold, rainy, January day. The wind was so gusty that umbrellas were almost turned inside out. Having already contended with the heavy, late-afternoon traffic and jockeying around in the parking deck for a space, I was looking forward to briskly covering the 200 yards between the parking deck and the hospital, getting in the dry, and visiting one of our hospitalized church members. With each step I thought, "What a terrible day to be out." Approaching the hospital, I met two of our good ladies en route to the parking deck.