For Wilshire Baptist Church
On a recent walk on one of Garland’s creek-side trails, a woman approached us quickly with a cell phone near her ear and a worried look on her face. She lowered her phone — she said she was on hold with the police — and she asked if we’d seen a driver’s license on the trail. She said it had come out of her pocket and she was retracing her steps to find it. We hadn’t seen it but we told her we’d watch for it as we continued walking. For the rest of our walk I was staring at the bland pavement and the grass beside the trail rather than enjoying the trees and blue sky above.
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