Spring has finally come to
Amid my constant medical appointments, I discipline myself to move forward with my life story. The Lord graciously sent a close
I’m not trying to amuse people, but coming home from a camp board meeting one Saturday afternoon, I told the story of my 59 years’ marriage. All was going swimmingly until one couple in the group insisted that I visit their Sunday School class and tell them the story too. Once again, I’m in for it! Questions at the end, and No Holds Barred. Here’s hoping there’ll be no embarrassing moments.
Easter will have come and gone by the time you receive this note: surely our country needs a revival or better yet a re-birth. If the “Powers that Be” are ordained of God, we must pray earnestly that their activities will be guided by God, and that their actions will be for the betterment of our country. We all have a duty to participate in any way we can if we expect our democracy to function free of the corruption it currently is steeped in.
My days continue to include nursing visits due in part to diabetes and poor circulation in my extremities. My feet are bandaged, and my blood sugar and pressure is regularly monitored, and my daily ration of medications is dutifully administered and ingested. It’s a blessing to live in a country and era that has this level of medical help available – but assisted living “ain’t cheap”.
Due to some local difficulties, there won’t be a
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