They keep offering her a new Bible with “pictures and commentaries”. It’s the size of a small suitcase. Such silliness.
She feels His presence deeply and profoundly.
She is not alone.
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She feels Him here in her room. She has stopped telling people. The looks they gave her. It is only the support workers who come in anyway these days. Neither of her daughters visit. Patricia, her eldest, telephones from time to time, speaks to the Manageress, who is a very tall woman, in her forties with dyed red hair; dyed red hair bright as a… ball of fire.
They keep offering her a new Bible with “pictures and commentaries”. It’s the size of a small suitcase. Such silliness. She feels His presence deeply and profoundly. She is not alone.
Krystyna
27/6/2025 03:22:25 pm
Well said, David. Love the detail and flow of your story. It’s what your heart feels that matters.
Cheryl Dahlstrand
27/6/2025 04:00:37 pm
Perhaps she isn't crazy after all.
Pamela Kennedy
27/6/2025 04:38:38 pm
She is truly touched by God.
Sue Clayton
29/6/2025 02:50:49 am
No material things needed.
MIchael McCarthy
2/7/2025 11:45:59 am
maybe, it's a case of whatever gets you thru the night? 2/7/2025 05:27:33 pm
Though the world (and the walls, obviously) has closed in around her, she's found some solace and hope and, as Michael points out in the previous comment, a way to get her through the night.
david milner
3/7/2025 01:19:05 pm
Krystyna, Cheryl, Pamela, Sue, Michael, Jim, many thanks to my wonderful FFF brothers and sisters. Comments are closed.
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