The man in the pale blue suit, acknowledged
as a Defender of Christianity, was squeezed
between a narrow hallway and a spacious lecture
hall. He raised his arms almost in a gesture
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Finishing this, I smiled, Daniel. I’m reminded of times I’ve been in galleries perusing art works when I saw someone who made me think, There’s the better work of art. -Glen
What a delightful read. So well-crafted. An apparently trivial incident can mean so much in life. A writer just needs something as simple as a smile to inspire him. And yes, in some smiles you feel God's presence. Beautifully narrated.