{"id":2186,"date":"2014-04-24T12:44:20","date_gmt":"2014-04-24T19:44:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jonandlayne.com\/?p=2186"},"modified":"2014-05-12T11:48:39","modified_gmt":"2014-05-12T18:48:39","slug":"people-come-with-stories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jonandlayne.com\/people-come-with-stories\/","title":{"rendered":"People Come with Stories"},"content":{"rendered":"

A Layne Post<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n


\n\"IMG_6318\"<\/a> People come with stories.<\/strong> \"IMG_6336\"<\/a><\/p>\n

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Some will make you laugh.<\/p>\n

Some will stir rage.<\/p>\n

Some will make you cry.<\/p>\n

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And slowly unveiled amid warm afternoons passed under shade cloth, surrounded by giggles and cries of three little girls, they begin to unfold, these people, these stories.<\/p>\n

And we find, not to our surprise, they are so much more than a cancer diagnosis.<\/p>\n

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And so we minister, as desperate people serving desperate people in need of Savior.<\/p>\n

\"OLYMPUS<\/a>\u00a0 \"OLYMPUS<\/a><\/p>\n

And it isn’t grandiose.<\/p>\n

In fact, it seems small this “ministry” we do.<\/p>\n

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Sometimes it may be a morning spent at the beach, or a few new colorful skirts bought solely for pleasure.<\/p>\n

Sometimes it is tossing bean bags into wooden holes.<\/p>\n

Sometimes it is singing along with the strum of a guitar.<\/p>\n

Sometimes it is sitting on tree stumps bearing souls and airing hurt.<\/p>\n

Sometimes it is a big stinky dog catching slobbery toys thrown to-and-fro.<\/p>\n

Sometimes it is watching television with the air conditioning on.<\/p>\n

Sometimes is is plate of fried chicken or the cooking of comfort food.\n\n\n\t\t\n\t\t\t\t