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From Construction Paper to iPhone

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Laura drew and gave me this picture on October 14, 1992 when she was eight and I was thirty-seven. She gathered the leaves from the yard at our first house on Brandywood Court, where she and David both grew up. We moved from there when Laura was ten and David was thirteen. Laura and David both saw me studying the Bible often, as speaking engagements started about that time. I studied in bed early in the mornings. (By early I mean before 11:00) kept a Bible in my car and in my purse, and Bible verses in practically every room, either on the wall or a daily flip-calendar. They knew what the Bible meant to me and saw me studying it every day. Whereas David’s love language is quality time (wherever Phil was David was – at the lake, in the woods, in the shop, at a game, etc.)  -- (They still have that relationship to this day; David is now that way with his own children), Laura’s love language is the “giving and receiving of gifts.” So when she gave me this picture she was acknowledging