Mark 43-8"Listen. What do you make of this? A farmer planted seed. As he scattered the seed, some of it fell on the road and birds ate it. Some fell in the gravel; it sprouted quickly but didn't put down roots, so when the sun came up it withered just as quickly. Some fell in the weeds; as it came up, it was strangled among the weeds and nothing came of it. Some fell on good earth and came up with a flourish, producing a harvest exceeding his wildest dreams.
I can't decide if I'm being brave or stupid, but I'm going to the doctor today. And I'm taking Allen with me. I'm thinking maybe I'll let him do most of the talking.
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