My mo=
ther had a small decorative windmill in her yard. She loved the gentle moti=
ons it made even in a light breeze.
A fi=
erce spring storm broke one of the blades, causing the windmill to shake vi=
olently. Dad announced that he would “take care of it”.
He rebalanced the windmill by snapping off the=
opposing blade. Made sense to him.
Watc=
hing him, Mom looked at me and remarked, “I hope I never break a leg.=
”
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Dr. Bob Griffin
“Abhorr=
ing all my sin, adoring only Him”
[email protected] www.grif.net
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