Emphasis Preaching Journal
Jimmy Graveline was about two...
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Jimmy Graveline was about two years old when I lived with him and his parents. It was my last year in seminary and I had the upstairs front bedroom. His parents owned a grocery and meat market across the street, and my duties were to look after little Jimmy now and then. He and I became great friends and it was easy for him to take me at my word. One Saturday his parents and I made plans. On the following day after early church services, we'd take a ride out through the countryside. We'd take leave of our daily rounds.
