Sometimes we do a good deed without knowing it. A friend of Loretta visits us yearly, so I do the right thing by Loretta and take them all out for dinner. One of the members of the party is a ninety-year-old spinster, and last year I took them all to the Milleridge Inn. My wife had a telephone conversation with the spinster shortly thereafter.
They talked about sundry topics, and toward the end, the ninety-year-old said she hadn’t had such fun in a year-and-a-half as at our dinner outing. I like to do things in the Messiah’s name, and this hit the spot. It’s a kind of payback for Jesus’ gifts.
