Professionals.
Those who have their credentials.
I confess - I get nervous around hairdressers when I have fixed my hair. I wonder what goes through their minds as their eyes turn upward.
I guess I would be just as nervous if I had a dermatologist as an acquaintance
I love genius. I appreciate a well-rounded scholar. I love music played well.
But more than that I love the anointing of God and its effect when it moves through the mediocre and makes an expert.
There was a older woman present at a conference I attended a while back. She made such an impact when she stood to testify of the work she and her husband were doing on the mission field. It was her passion and her anointed words which moved the assembly. She was genius in her area of expertise. Her classroom desk was an altar. The tool of her trade was a heart for the lost.
She was a professional.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
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