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The young man was sitting in his van at the shore of the lake, gazing into the distance as I drew up on my bicycle. I was out bird watching, and I asked him if he had seen any of the great blue herons that I had been told were nesting in the area.

As I looked into the open window of the van, I saw that the book open on his lap was the Bible, and it was open at "The Acts of the Apostles." "Oh," I said, "you are reading my favorite book!" And I apologized for disturbing him. He smiled and seemed happy to talk. He explained that he was trying to learn by heart what he was reading so that he could remember what Jesus had counseled his disciples to do.

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