Originally written: June 27, 2007
While waiting for a friend in Harvard Sq. tonight, I met a man, probably a little older than myself, who asked me to read to him the last part of the book of Ecclesiastes. We both had Bibles with us -- me because I had to take the T today and had felt led to bring it with me to read, and him because he was just getting into the Word after having got out of jail for a short period. God's providences are strange and great.
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