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Tiny Stories of Hope: Allan



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The man fidgeted with his tie and rattled his newspaper. Why did he feel so annoyed, even agitated by the happy scene playing out on the other side of the restaurant? Somehow he couldn't prevent himself from peeping out from his newspaper now and again.

He watched as Allan beamed at his pretty wife then took a seat alongside her. Others were seated at the large table too: probably family members. They were laughing and talking, clinking glasses. Numerous trips to the buffet were made. It was a jolly scene, with Allan sitting like a king in the midst of it. 

The man's stomach knotted and he clenched his fists as he watched. His  food iced over as did his heart, but no amount of seething could wipe the joy from the face of his despised co-worker as he feasted at his banquet.

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"You prepare a banquet for me, where all my enemies can see me; You welcome me as an honoured guest and fill my cup to the brim. I know that Your goodness and love will be with me all my life; and Your house will be my home as long as I live."

Psalm 23:5,6 (GNB)

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Loved



Oh, how good my Lord is!

How He cares for me!

I'm feasting at His banquet,

I'm happy, loved, and free!

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Story and poem copyright: Alison Lawrence

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Hope you have a happy and blessed day!

Love and prayers,
Alison

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