Vinny,

That's a great story.  Bet that piano sings now.  What is Tim Hortons
coffee? Is it like a Star Bucks type?  And maybe she didn't need your
prayers until the very day you prayed.  Smile.

Vicki

----- Original Message -----
From: "Vinny Samarco" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Tuesday, May 09, 2006 2:44 PM
Subject: Re: Causes to Pray


> O My! Vicki,
> What an impressive story.
>     Here is what happened to me a few weeks ago.
>     I had completed tuning two pianos and was tired and late to my third
> tuning.  When I got to my third job I was really  tired.  This piano I had
> tuned before and had had great difficulty each time.  In fact, I thought
> this lady was going to have someone else do it, because it didn't turn out
> so well last time.
>     Well, as I was unpacking, this lady offered me a cup of coffee, which
is
> something  that almost no one offers when I go to their houses.
> I said that that would be wonderful.  She started to fret because she
didn't
> have any milk in the house for the coffee.  I told her not to worry, no
big
> deal-I was just grateful that someone had even offered me some coffee.
> Anyway, as I began to work, the lady told me she had to go to the bank and
> would get the coffee when she got back.
> When she came back, she handed me a large cup of my favorite coffee--Tim
> Hortons, which she had gone out and bought for me.  She had no idea that
it
> was my favorite kind of coffee.  I was so grateful, that I relaxed and was
> able to do the best tuning on that piano that I had ever done.
>     Ok Vicki, you convicted me.  I should have been praying for that lady,
> and this happened three weeks ago.
> Vinny.----- Original Message -----
> From: "Vicki and the Rors" <[log in to unmask]>
> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Monday, May 08, 2006 10:08 PM
> Subject: Causes to Pray
>
>
> > Saturday I went to a water aerobics class.  I took our local Para
transit
> >
> > Service to get there.  I was pretty convinced by the tone of the
> > conversation in the van
> >
> > That my driver wasn't a professing Christian.  He was nice enough, but
if
> > I could
> >
> > Describe him with one word just based on casual observation, I would
have
> > labeled
> >
> > Him as hard-shelled.  Of course, we run in to people in our daily paths
> > each
> >
> > Day who aren't Christians, so nothing new about that.  I didn't speak
with
> >
> > Him about the Lord as I didn't feel led to do so.  Quite frankly, it
never
> > crossed
> >
> > my mind.  I don't happen to have the gift of evangelism, though that
isn't
> >
> > an excuse for any of us.  But as I said, it didn't cross my mind and I
> >
> > didn't feel led in that direction.  We talked about the Cinco de Mayo
> >
> > traffic, the weather and a few others pass the time type topics.  We
> > rounded
> >
> > the corner taking sharp turns in to the parking lot, and he began to
> >
> > maneuver that vehicle in to a parking spot to drop me off near the gym
> >
> > entrance.  When I reached down and grabbed my gym bag I noticed I had
> >
> > forgotten my bottle of water. I casually commented about it, with a hint
> > of laughter
> >
> > in my voice.  He asked me what I was going to do
> >
> > about forgetting it.  I responded that there was a whole pool of water
in
> > there should I
> >
> > need some.  I told him there was always the drinking fountain too if I
was
> >
> > really seriously interested, and that it just wasn't a big deal.  In my
> > mind,
> >
> > I thought, "I never drink out of drinking fountains."  "And that
> > disgusting
> >
> > pool water certainly doesn't count for drinking substance, unless of
> > course
> >
> > by accident, one gets a mouth full of the nasty tasting stuff."  I
> > obviously didn't voice my thoughts.
> >
> > As I reached for the handrail to descend the steps of the van, instead
of
> >
> > Finding the hand rail, there was a bottle of cold water firmly placed in
> > my hand.  I
> >
> > explained that it really wasn't necessary for me to have it, and for him
> > to keep it.  He
> >
> > replied that he had three other bottles.  Nothing would do but that I
> > should take it.  He
> >
> > told me it was unopened and that it was Kroger's brand.  Feeling quite
> >
> > embarrassed, I offered to pay him for it which he didn't accept.  So I
> > thanked him and hurriedly left the van.  I showed my id at the counter
and
> > headed toward the women's locker room hardly giving a thought to the
cold
> > water given to me by the stranger.
> >
> > I was just inside the locker room door when a voice thundered in my head
> > the words, "And if you give even a cup of cold water to one of the least
> > of my
> >
> > followers, you will surely be rewarded." (Matthew 10 verse 42, NLT)
> > WHILE A CAREFUL STUDY OF THIS VERSE AND SURROUNDING VERSES WILL MORE
FULLY
> > EXPAND THE full MEANING AND APPLICATION< I was abruptly reminded of the
> > act of kindness done to me by the van driver, and how Jesus views
> > seemingly small actions. In that moment I asked the Lord to bless him
for
> > his kindness and prayed for his salvation.  Had this not happened as it
> > did, I most likely would not have prayed for this person's salvation at
> > all.
> >
> >
> >
> > Wonder what God incidents have happened to others of you that have
caused
> > you to specifically pray.
> >
> >
> >
> > And by the way, don't ask me if my water aerobics cause me pain and
agony
> > the next day.
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > Vicki
> >
> >
>
>