Having the steady hand of a teacher draped over my own as I learned to write never seemed confining. Actually, the opposite was true; I felt liberated to attempt what had been very difficult alone. And now, as a man, I do not resent the hand of God guiding my life. It is far better to fall into the grasp of Almighty God than into the hands of any other. O Lord my Protector, into Your grip I gladly yield.
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