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Joy Thieves

“I have everything I need for joy!” exclaimed Robert Reed.

“Amazing!,” thought Max Lucado as he relates Reed’s story in his book The Applause of Heaven.

“His hands are twisted and his feet are useless. He can’t bathe himself. He can’t feed himself. He can’t brush his teeth, comb his hair, or put on his underwear. His shirts are held together by strips of Velcro’. His speech drags like an {outdated}worn-out audio cassette.” Continue reading

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