Inheritance

I am 66 years old. Growing up a copy of Abundant Living was always around at my grandmother’s – usually on the back of the commode. When my grandmother went to the nursing home I somehow ended up with the little moron, soft back book with its edges warped by moisture. I found my grandfather’s name, John Dosher, inside. John was my father’s father; John had died when my father was very young. All I knew was that John was a good man and a deacon in the Baptist church. I read “Abundant Living” and it changed my life. It was not theology but real relationship. My grandfather left me a precious inheritance. I find it no coincidence that this book survived a new marriage, three moves, and years on the back of the commode. God plans for us.