A story was told.
A tough, oil-field worker knelt by his dying son’s hospital bed. As the father held the boy’s hand and looked into small brown eyes, the little boy asked: “Dad, Am I going to die?” The father lowered his moist eyes, looked back up and said, “The doctor said you are. Are you afraid?” The little boy smiled and said, “If God is like you are, I’m not afraid.”
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