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Finding Grace
If you want to learn the meaning of faith, get down to a child's level.
BY: Bob Perks
"What could this possibly be?" I thought to myself. "Why would someone place that sign so low? No one could read it."
You see them everywhere. Small signs promoting yard sales, cars, and business opportunities are posted on poles and lobbies of stores throughout the community. So many, in fact, that they sometimes become a blur defeating the sole purpose of getting your attention.
Not this one. This one stood out because it appeared to be a mistake.
I had just arrived at the local shopping center and as I got out of my car I noticed a small sign taped to the first pole. The reason I noticed it was because it was taped to the very bottom of the pole.
At first I thought it had fallen, but at closer look I saw it had been very securely attached with several inches of masking tape. So much tape that it crossed over the middle of the sign blocking out some of the details.
I had to look closer and to see what they were selling and who would do such a silly thing.
"Ah, a house for sale. I guess this was an approach to grab your attention," I said to a store clerk who was apparently taking a break and enjoying the fresh spring air.
"I don't think so," he replied.
"Well, why else would they have placed the sign way down here?" I asked.
Then, pointing down the walkway, he said, "That little girl is doing it. I just watched her and that lady hang this one."
Stooping down, I glanced to where he was pointing and indeed saw several more signs.
Curiosity always gets the best of me and some of the most incredible stories to share with my readers. This one was sure to fall into that category.
I slowly approached them and waited until the young child wound another yard of tape around the last sign.
"Excuse me. I don't mean to be rude, but why are you placing the house for sale signs so close to the ground?" I asked.
The woman smiled and turned to me. "She's not selling the house. Look closer," she said.
Again I stooped down adjusting my position until I could finally read the small print.
"We miss you!" I read out loud. I looked up and said, "I don't get it! You miss the house?"
"Look closer," the woman replied. "Look at the picture."
Okay, now I am really on my hands and knees. People passing by must have thought I was foolish.
Continued on page 2: What I saw from my hands and knees... »
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