Well, I went for my walk today, without Duke. Yesterday I was listening to the Sunday Morning session of April General Conference when I was so rudely interuppted. Today I turned it on again and remembered that I was listening to Elder Paul V. Johnson at the time. As he spoke I remembered where I was. When he talked of his 19 year old grandmother being sick in bed I had just crossed Pioneer going south on Grove Dr.
About the time I started having trouble with Duke and the little white dog he was talking about our trials and how we can use them to make ourselves better. Of course I missed that part because I was face down on the sidewalk at the time. But I listened to it today. Hummm. What does that mean?
Coincidence or tender mercy?
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