A Problem

Years ago I tutored a young lady who either because she liked me or because she couldn’t stand me, took to calling me by telephone at all hours of daylight.  She had a sense of appropriateness, because she never called me at night.  I moved to see my brother in California, because it was causing marital problems.

When I returned, the problem had resolved itself and as I later found out, she had grown up to be a responsible parent.  I had prayed for something like that to happen, and I thanked the Holy Spirit for what was to me a wonder of mind development.

I still get crank calls, but I thank the Lord that one was resolved.

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