Yesterday, I accidentally jammed my hand into a metal shelf at the grocery store. My hand did not work very well for the remainder of my shopping and I favored it as I took the items out of my cart. A young woman employee approached and asked if I needed help. "No, thank you," I said.
Why did I refuse this gift of help -- sent like an angel of God? Why must I be so independent?
Why did I refuse this gift of help -- sent like an angel of God? Why must I be so independent?
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