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Give & Take

Adventist Life

Already in my truck, planning to leave, I heard some inner voice prompting me to go get the bag of chips I had left after a Sabbath lunch at a friend’s home. No, I reasoned, I don’t really need to get them. But something told me to go back and get the bag. I felt the Lord must have been prompting me, so I walked back to the house.

As I started up the steps, I saw an elderly woman, who had also been visiting, coming down the stairs backward for stability. Then, as if on cue, she fell backward, with nothing between her falling head and the concrete and stairs below.

I stepped behind her, caught her gracefully with her body about …

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