As a small boy, it was for me a crucial given, that my dad was utterly tireless. He could work hard without having to stop and rest. He could go on endless hikes and never get breathless. What is more, he could carry me when I became weary. More than this, dad knew everything. he always had an answer to a puzzle or a problem. I found out, of course, that dad did get tired and there were things he just couldn't figure out. But I didn't know that back then--and it was good that I didn't. It made my world steady and safe. God is inexhaustibly vigorous and wise. What a solid rock to live on!
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