faith

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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