Meandering down a country road in my minivan, I saw it. Out of the corner of my eye, surrounded by miscellaneous, unwanted household items. I held my breath as I pulled the van over and approached the woman in charge. “How much?” I asked cautiously. “Twenty,” she replied. My budget is currently tight. Very tight. “Will you take ten? That’s all the cash I have.”
The Habit of Waiting for His Time
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