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    • I did the same ,when my son stole some candy while we were in a store. I went back with him and he apologized and returned the candy. And I never had this problem again. We prayed about this ,when we had home worship and when we went to church and I told the Pastor.

  1. It is pleasant when parent, child/ren, and others can work together to resolve problems.The child did that which was wrong, the parent did not cover up the issue but allowed the child to confess and repay. What a lesson for us to pattern.

  2. If parent(s) or family members were doing what this mother did, we would have a better society and world. God bless persons who stand for the right.

    • We as parents and people who are living in this age we should do the same! Again as Christians, it is our obligation to do so. If we have never did it before, let us start today-the change starts with You/with me!

  3. It was good.it has reminded me a day when our goats went into our aunts garden and ate some of her cassava plantation when taking them back home. In exchange of my carelessness, my mother told me to wed all field such that next time their will be no grass for goat.

  4. We often sin against God, repent and He forgives us. But remember there’s a payback time for whatever we do.

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At a camp meeting 40 years later, I happened to see Dr. I. demonstrating some kind of health product, if I remember correctly. (In my mind, I see only the image of him, much older, but still looking much like he did when I was a student, with a friend by my side.) I lingered a little but did not introduce myself. I briefly wondered whether he recognized me. I’m fairly sure that I was as recognizable to him as he was to me.

Had he changed? Or did he still feel superior in his “humility”? Should I talk to him? I didn’t know how to approach him, and was busy with friends. I still don’t know whether I should have said something. (Maybe I’m just a coward.)

If God wants him to see my story, his and my identity are clear enough in this post, that God can direct him to it.