Gift For The Hotel Gardener

in Nashville.

In suburban hotel in Nashville a few years ago, from the eighth floor window Margaret observed a hard working man tending some shrubbery.

She called me over, "Look at that man, Dee."

He never looked up or paused, but worked diligently in the hot August sun.  It was his passion to make the yard beautiful.

We decided to give him a gift. When we drove out later, we handed  him a large bill, saying something like, "Your a hard worker. Here this is for you." And we slowly drove away as he pondered what had happened.

We prayed, "Lord, bless this man and reveal yourself to him."

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