Yesterday I turned 3/4 of a century! Hard to believe. Inside there is still the little girl running through the orange groves, and all the moments of my life. I hope that I will be granted enough years to do the things God had in Mind for me to do when I was given entree to life on earth.
It was an odd birthday. With a huge bacterial infection in my foot, I was wheelchair bound and wheeled into a lovely restaurant.
I couldn't help but think of the unfair and bizarre freezing of my assets and life in general, sprinkled with the thought that God would restore the years the locusts had eaten. I asked for a sign, a clear sign that the frost would melt. Then a voice message on my cellphone from my beloved son, from whom I had not heard for almost 5 years! I wept and wept. Truly a sign of hope.
Thank You, God, for restoring my hope and for the soon to be restored rest of my life.
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