
This week my cousin shared a story. While visiting my grandmother’s farm she rang a bell she found. Mid-day. Grandma only rang the bell when it was time to milk the cows. Early morning and just before sunset. The confused cows came running. My grandmother gave my cousin a scolding she never forgot.
Everything has its time. (Ecclesiastes 3)
Timing is everything.
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