Ministry in Daily Life! Burton and I had our hair cut last week. The woman who cut our hair remembered how she had cut it last time. Not only did she know our hair, but she knew us. She knew our names and asked about our families. That would be "standard" hair-cutting conversation. But she also remembered that our granddaughter had serious health problems and asked how the treatment had gone this summer. She knew our occupations, but she also inquired about how our vocations were going. She knew details, was genuinely interested and had even looked up some information on the internet to understand us more deeply. This woman was skilled in her job, but was also truly a minister in her daily life.
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