Helen lost a lens out of a pair of her glasses. She has several pair. She was mowing the yard when it popped out. She could not find it. She left the one lens glasses in her car and Fleta often teased her about finding a one eyed person to give them to. This week she has been taking Gilbert’s little dog out to the bathroom. She looked down and there was her lost lens. She’d mowed over it a few times. It was in good shape. She washed it and put it back in her frames and is enjoying her glasses again. When we lose things we love we feel sad. Jesus feels that way about lost sheep. He’s calling.
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I know other people who wear their glasses on their heads too.
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