If you did not hear I became real sick on Sunday nite. I was trying to finish the message knowing that something was about to be real wrong in my body. Anyway, you do not need the gory details although... um never mind. I am blown away by this place, 85 degrees and then snow. This place is so weird.
Ok. I feel that there is something new coming with the spring. I can not put my finger on it. I know that it is sometimes painful for the spring to come! But it is glorious when it is in full bloom. So I am not waiting for some things, and others I have no choice. I hope to see the small buds that are just peeking through in my heart to open to glorious beauty. I know I have today, and let that be enough. I know that as we come from a time of winter it feels like we our stretching after a long nite of sleep. So stretch and put on a pot of your chosen stimulant and look outside. A flower just peeked through the snow.
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J …
The soft, slow eloquence of your written word is even more powerful than the rapid fire delivery of your common speech …
That I should live to see you … Or … Should I say … To hear you … When you reach your prime …
Now … That would be a prayer … Well ... More like a petition … Worth delivery to the Almighty’s attention …
We know that you keep the faith … We have seen the proof of that … And now ... All you need do ... Is a simple daily exercise … "Suit up" … "Show up" … "And take pleasure in the work of your hands" …
Or, perhaps ... In your case … "Your mind" …
C …
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