Evendays

Last Sunday morning three of those present had hands wrapped up or in a cast from cuts, falls or sudden shocks. One those is C., our church treasureress. Lausanne’s got workers that clean the sidewalks/crossings when snow comes. This is very important in a city where everyone walks, and walks a lot. C. was crossing the icy street in front of the grocery store and did one of those 10.0 falls in the middle of the street. (Flashback): When I was at ACU, there was a place on the walkway to the Coliseum where chapel was held that was big entertainment to godly students. At a certain spot, just feet away from the entrance hall, ice would form on cold days and the ignorant chapel-goers would go sprawling. Dozens of sadistic students (all professing Christians) would stand behind glass windows and watch fellow classmates and respected professors bite the ice. (Present): C. picked herself up (she’d actually torn ligaments that ripped away the bone in her wrist, forcing an operation later), reentered the store. Not to complain, but to buy a kilo of salt which she carefully spread on the icy crosswalk. I love that kind of heart, don’t you? Walk sure footed this weekend, and if you fall, warn others so they don’t.