Author Lance Webb tells the beautiful story of a retired minister who had one favorite song which he delighted in singing at the Wednesday-night prayer meetings:
No house, no land do I possess,
But peace and joy and thankfulness.
In time, the congregation grew weary of hearing him sing about “no house, no land,” so they gave him a house and furnished it … He seemed very happy, but the next week he began again to sing his favorite song: “No house, no land do I possess.”
Suddenly, he broke down, unable to go further. The following week, the same thing happened. He tried to sing his song but he choked up. Then he turned to his friends who had been so kind to him and said, “Take back the house, take back the furniture, but give me back my song!” That dear man was right! What are houses and lands without our song?
What are bank accounts without the…
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