I have a hand-generator with a radio and a flashlight attached, so it never needs batteries. I thought I’d never need it, and now here we have hurricane Henri and I didn’t buy new batteries. With the grace of God, things work out for our benefit.
It’s happened before, the happy turn of events that I can’t explain, but that leaves me happier than I was moments ago. It may be symbolic; at least I must confess my life never was as bad as it could have been. The Lord wants us to go for the big prize.
I don’r mind that. Anything that’s not a big gamble, that reflects steady work, is right down my alley.
Civilization 