Friends,

On a day when ‘freshly pressed’ was HORRID. There were a couple of brighter lights.

Here is one.

ghost.

the domestic fringe

Seven years ago I became very ill.

An inexperienced doctor jumped to conclusions and uttered words like Brain Tumor, Spinal Cord Damage, and Multiple Sclerosis.  Of course they had no idea, because no tests had been run at the time, but after hearing the possibilities, I thought I was dying.

Aside from being sick, I had two insurmountable problems.  I had no money and no health insurance.  I was young and healthy.  I never thought I would need MRI’s and specialists.

Like Jacob, I wrestled with God.

I knew God could heal me, but for some reason, He wasn’t.

I was mad, upset, desperate, and nearly hopeless.  I did not want to die.

Although I had settled my eternal destiny, my baby just turned three years old and my son was only five.  My husband was about to enter ministry.  He need not do it a widow with two small…

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