Pocket Full of Quarters Journey 2015
Looking For Comfort
Looking For Comfort
By Cheryle M. Touchton
The Pocket Full of Quarters Lady
But the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you. John 14:26
I spent a few days with my former piano student, Kristen Givens, and we got our nails done. What a treat. They finished mine first so I took a seat up front. A young woman plopped down in the chair beside me and I noticed her sleeve - an arm covered with body art.
"I'm Cheryle. Tell me about your body art," I said. Her name was Stephanie. She explained each tattoo and as expected, it told a story of her life.
"I went in a tattoo parlor last week," I said.
"Really!" she replied, sounding delighted and surprised at the same time. "Did you get a tattoo?"
"No," I said. "Sorry. I travel the country ministering to people and I met a woman who asked me to visit her tattoo artist daughter. I do what I'm asked. How cool is it that I get to do my work while watching someone put on a tattoo?"
"Very cool," she said. "What kind of ministry?"
"I talk to people about Jesus. Do you go to church?"
"I didn't but I've been the last couple of weeks. I'm going through a hard divorce and I thought it might give me comfort."
"I'm so sorry you're going through a divorce. You're seeking the Great Comforter. The Holy Spirit comes to us after we call on the name of Jesus as our Lord and Savior. Church certainly seems like a logical place to start. Did you find comfort?"
"I felt something. I went back the next week."
"Stephanie, do you know where you are going in the next life?"
"I hope heaven but I don't really know."
"If when you get to heaven, God asks you why He should let you in, what would you say?"
"I'd say I've tried to be good." She paused for a second and looked down. The defeat in her eyes broke my heart. She continued, "I don't know if I've been good enough."
"We've all sinned and fallen short of the glory of God. None of us are good enough. The wages of sin is death but the gift of God is eternal life. All who call on the name of the Lord Jesus will be saved. Can I lead you in a prayer calling on Jesus?"
She eagerly agreed to praying and letting me hold her hand. It was as if everyone disappeared and we were the only 2 people around. When she finished praying, she smiled excitedly, threw her arms around me, and hugged me tight.
"We're ready for you," the nail tech announced. Stephanie hugged me again and whispered, "Thank you."
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