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“Maybe Jehovah sent this wind to blow away all the decorations,” mused Lia as we drove through the gale force winds and horizontal rain.  Not surprisingly we were the only ones to show up for service that afternoon. Rookies.

Later Lia added, “He made the winds just strong enough that the property of his people isn’t hurt.”

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Lia and I followed behind the insurance agent as she wound her way out of the office to avoid having to walk outside as long as possible. As we approached the car, an extremely strong gust of wind blew the hood of my coat up and a large roof shingle whacked me on my back and head. It was like 1-2-3, boom-boom-BOOM.

An agent who had been trying unsuccessfully to get Lia to talk with him as we walked past his office, opened a window and asked if we were OK. He must have been observing us. We jumped into our car after a quicker than usual inspection. Wanting at least to acknowledge his concern, I looked toward the insurance building, but there wasn’t a trace of either agent. He probably thinks we hate him.

After reflecting a little Lia continued her story, “When that shingle hit you on the head, Jehovah looked down and said, ‘Oops, went a little overboard.’”

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