We have a new neighbor who just moved in across the street. We had already popped over there to
Andy was going to meet a friend on Monday and since I had baked cinnamon rolls that morning, I felt compelled to share a couple of the rolls with this friend. They were on the table ready to go and both of us totally forgot about them until later. Much later.
Two failed attempts in one weekend! The good intentions were certainly there. We even followed through with doing what we felt God had impressed on our hearts. But the message of hospitality never made it from point A to point B either time.
So maybe God had other plans. I don't know. All I know is, I'll just keep on practicing!
Have any of you experienced situations like this?