Thanks,
David Pardue, for chastising me for not sharing a story yesterday! I hope you
want mind, but today I am actually going to repeat a story I passed along a
couple of months ago.
As
all of you know, Steven Jobs tragically lost his battle to cancer (and its complications)
yesterday. The first computer I was blessed with was a brand new MacPlus that
the Austin Avenue Church bought for my Argentina work back in 1989. I loved
that computer. Since then, I, along with virtually everyone else on the planet,
have been positively impacted by Jobs’ genius.
However,
were it not for one decision, this would have never happened. In an IT’S A
WONDERFUL LIFE sort of way, I want you to imagine… what if? Here’s
the story I told back in August, which I have seen confirmed many times since:
I read in the
Tyler paper this morning something interesting. Star Parker wrote about an
unwed mother, a college student, who decided to put her child up for adoption.
The year was 1955—pre-Roe v Wade.
You
know her son today—his name is Steven Jobs.
I
think today we are all grateful to that young mother.
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