the Lord used every part of my life–body bag notwithstanding (see my last post) to make me his prophet.
I will die a prophet’s death. The Lord will not permit anything else.
I do not know what that means in practical terms but it will not be banal and abusive.
He showed me a long time ago that I would die sweetly in my sleep and go straight to Heaven.
Things have changed so much since then.
I thought I didn’t have long to live but here I am.
I am praying for a long happy life in retirement.


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