B-I-B-L-E

Mack came downstairs with a hard hat on, gun in hand and “bible” under his arm.  He said, “I am her (pointing to Molly) Daddy.  I need a Bible if I am a Daddy.  A Daddy reads his Bible.”  It was so sweet.  He had been upstairs while Josh was reading his Bible and preparing for Sunday’s lesson.

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