Typical
September 8, 2008
My dad lost his driver’s license a couple days ago. He figured he just left it in one of the schools that he travels to for work, but then he got it back in the mail. Included in the envelope was a small Bible tract and flyer for a church. It was in Spanish, and the woman who mailed it had written her name and phone number at the top. My mom asked my dad to call and thank her. I asked why my mom didn’t call since she can speak Spanish and he can’t. He said, “That’s what I said, but she said I have to try myself first.” I smiled at that. “We’re just an old married couple,…
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