Jimmy Chapman tells a story about a preacher going for a meeting and staying in the house of a widow. He and his wife arrived late on Saturday before he was to preach on Sunday. Graciously, the lady had given up her master bedroom for her guests.
The next morning when the preacher awoke, he opened the curtains to a beautiful scene–gentle rolling hills in the distance and a beautiful green pasture in the valley below. Then he noticed these words in the corner of the window pane with a child-like writing scratched in the glass: “This is the day.” Continue reading