Thank You

When he was in the seventh grade a teacher taught him to read.

She was patient. She never gave up, but she wasn’t kind, she was pretty hard on that kid, knowing that she was giving him a gift that would last a lifetime. When he finally learned to read do you know what she did? She hugged him and cried.

By the way, every time I went to my home hometown, this formerly dyslexic kid, that would be me, always stopped by her place and thanked her. Now that I think about that, I do that with Jesus and for a similar reason. 

I’m Steve Brown. You think about that. 

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