Judy Finds the "fat path"

[For children]

The wilderness path narrowed as Judy ran, her feet cushioned by a heavy mat of pine needles from the towering trees overhead. Here and there she waded in a small mountain brook that crossed the path. Nearby an opossum stirred sleepily in a rotted tree stump, and wild turkey moved through the brush.

Judy knew that deer and other creatures lived in this mountain cove, deep in the wilderness area of Great Smoky Mountains National Park. But she wasn't afraid of them. She knew that God was taking care of them just as He took care of her.

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Meekness Is Strength
June 29, 1968
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