REASON FOR HAPPINESS
Not long ago, I was riding double on a motorcycle with a friend of mine in Newport Beach, Calif. We were talking, laughing and having a good time. I enjoy life. In fact, it’s one reason my doctor tells me I’ll never get ulcers — I laugh a lot and tell people exactly what I think. As we were riding along, two women pulled alongside us in a new Lincoln Continental. For two blocks, at 20 miles an hour, they just stared at us. Finally the lady on the passenger side rolled down her window. “What right do you have to be so happy?” she yelled. Before we could reply, she rolled up her window and they sped away. But the answer to her question is simple: I want to be happy and I’ve found the source. From The Resurrection Factor, Josh McDowell, pg. 2
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