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T H E K I N G ’ S B U S I N E S S
God Uses
My Legs!
By MEL LARSON
S OME thirteen years ago an ado lescent lad named Gilbert Lo- thair Dodds was faced with a lem with which you go to bed at night and awaken with the solution the next morning. Nor was it the type of question which could be solved with a pencil in one hand and a sizable pad of scratch paper in the other, with plenty of time for “ figuring.” No, it was something different, and yet, not so different! It comes to most people at some time in life, and Gil Dodds, being human, was meeting it at a time when a decision either way would shape his entire life. Day of Decision Gil was sitting in a youth evange lism class in Falls City, Nebraska, with bundles of unharnessed boyhood
problem. It was not the kind of prob
Gil DexMj trains at though everythin depends on himself, and prays as / though everything depends on God.
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