God has called me back.
He said to me “be my small one again.”
that was in the garage in Seminole 13 years ago. I was smoking a cigarette. The kids (Colin and Ian) were outside in the driveway. I thought it was my father calling me. I wasn’t sure.
I finally now know for sure it was God.
he brought me back to his loving arms last night.
now everything is washed clear.


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