But it's not a reason to brag. It's all grace. I have received so much in my life that I didn't deserve, by a long shot. I'm remembering the generosity of A's Indiana cousins. How they gave us a bag of road snacks so varied and excellent as to reach almost Biblical proportions. Dates, raisins, new wine, 500 goats, 200 sheep, 50 cows, 10 bulls, fine spices, and gold of Ophir... you get the idea. Where eventually it ceases to feel real, and you're watching the procession of fantastic wealth enter your ranks as if in a dream.
God, please fill my open mouth.
God, please fill my open mouth.
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