I have to acknowledge that I don’t lead a normal life. I have a team in “high places” who are involved in my daily life. Sometimes my day is VERY NORMAL — nothing unusual occurs. Then there is the rest of the time.
I’m writing this on St. Patrick’s day — early morning. It won’t be published until a later date. Before I came downstairs 3 questions were on my mind. What should I make for supper? Should I order new clothes? I was not happy with the choice in the store. What should I write about?
First question was easy. It was Friday — fish. My son does not like corned beef. Second question was easy also. A new catalogue on the table showed a v neck shirt in many colors at a lovely price.
Third question — also easy but more involved. Every morning I open a book “Queen of Heaven” randomly to a reading for the day, then proceed with daily prayers. This morning I pulled my bible off the shelf. I used to read it daily but stopped some time ago. As is my habit, (I open books randomly,) I opened to Tobit 12, “Raphael reveals his identity.” I have a painting of the archangel Raphael hanging over my husband’s side of the bed. He is the angel of healing.
I’m familiar with the story in Tobit. I read it again and received the answer to my third question. “Write down all the things that have happened to you and share them with others.” I’m extremely lucky. I don’t see my family on the other side or hear them but I know they are “well”. So many people have lost someone close because of COVID or accidents. Sharing my experience might help them. I GUESS I’VE BEEN TOLD.
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Wandering With Spirit 
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