Every morning during devotions, Dad would tell us a story. This story among all others stayed with me. It wasn't a tale of grand adventures, but a quiet testament to resilience.Source
There was once a boy, Timothy, constantly burdened by negativity. He wasn't bad, just... dull. This dullness, a stark contrast to his accomplished teacher father, embarrassed his family. School was no kinder. He was the perennial last place finisher, a target for taunts from his classmates, teachers and family. Despite his best efforts, knowledge seemed to slip through his fingers like sand.