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The plan was to head toward Washington D.C. from the Tiptoe Bed-and-Breakfast long before the main Monday morning traffic hit.
Thomas Stepforth Sr. knew that traffic well, and wanted no parts of it.
Still, an accident caused an occasion to sit with his (ex-)wife in a bit of that traffic long enough to have an epiphany before getting into D.C. a bit before the main rush.
“A billion for your thoughts, Tom,” said Mrs. Velma Stepforth to her billionaire ex-husband.
“I was just thinking about all these people out here, and those turkeys trotting across in the Tiptoe parking lot just before we headed out,” he said. “It dawned on me, thinking of the world we live in, that most of us are pretty much on a turkey trot, living by our basic instincts and our childhood impressions of what life is about and what we are hoping to attain and what we were told we need to do and be in order to be somebody in the eyes of the world and those we live.”
He paused.
“It dawns on me that the whole point of being a Christian is to be able to walk again in fellowship as a man in the world with God, and get off the turkey trot.”
Mrs. Stepforth thought about this and smiled.
“When the man was ready, God brought the first man to walk with Him a wife to walk at his side. God is still good, in redemption and restoration!”
“Right,” Mr. Stepforth said, and smiled as Mrs. Stepforth wrapped her hand over his free hand. “He surely is.”