CHAPTER 74
Sandy used to talk about folks having a life verse, something sort of special just for them. I don’t know how much I believe her. I mean, there’s billions of people in the world, and definitely not that many verses that can mean something unique, especially if you take out all the ones about who begat who and all those passages about God’s wrath and punishment.
When I graduated high school, Sandy picked a verse for me. I hate to admit that I don’t even remember what it was now. She said she prayed over it, and I’m sure she did. Probably spent a week’s worth of morning devotions pouring over her Bible, hunting for just the right passage that would apply to me, but I don’t recall being very impressed when I read it.
There’s something different about this verse, though. This tim
