As a lad, my dad and I would go fishing. One morning, after an hour of quiet (and only a few nibbles), I had to ask him a question.
“Dad? How do fish breathe under water?”
“I don’t know, son,” replied my father.
“Dad? How does our boat float on water and not sink?”
“I don’t know, son.”
“Dad, why is the sky blue and clouds white?”
“I have no idea, son.”
“Dad, am I bothering you asking all these questions?”
“Of course not, son. How else are you ever going to learn anything if you don’t ask?”
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Dr Bob Griffin
"Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!"