prophet

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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