Peace


She was just a dishwasher in a restaurant. Part of her duty was the shuttling of dirty dishes to the kitches and the return of clean ones to the shelves under the counter.

As she was busily arranging these, a man seated at the counter asked her, "Don't you wish your job was piecework?"

She looked up with a questioning look. The term was unfamiliar to her. Then, a jagged-toothed smile broke over her expressive face as she replied, "Brother, I'm makin' peace every change I get! I'm doin' peace work!"

How wonderful! I wish people were more concerned with "peace work" than with "piecework." If God is our peace, then we shall be peacemakers. An overemphasis on piecework to gain wages rather than peace work for an external inheritance can never bring satisfaction.

Where is your life's emphasis?

                                               Kathryn Hillen










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