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Deliveries

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In these recent days before Christmas, our hallway filled up with cardboard boxes. They were brought to our door by an array of delivery drivers. Most of the parcels had been ordered by our son Ian and we had no idea what was inside them. A particularly large box was addressed to our daughter. When she finally opened it, we discovered a mattress inside. But nobody here had ordered a mattress. It arrived via Amazon Prime. Clearly a mistake had occurred. We attempted to let Amazon know and we tried to contact the intended recipient - a Mr D. Spencer who lives in the village of Killamarsh east of Sheffield. It's about ten miles away from our house. Yes we really did try but to no avail. But the bottom line was that we didn't want that massive box in our hallway. Consequently, today I transported the box to St Vincent's Charity Warehouse on Queens Road. This worthy charity helps needy people  to furnish their homes. The brand new mattress was gratefully received. Nowadays...

Love

 Lord Thank you For teaching me Being quiet Is more powerful Than speaking Cede the reigns Because This year The lesson Has been Don’t doubt My will It gets done And yours Leads  To a miserable calamity For all I want In the past  Few days My body’s ability To properly function  Is the gift  That manages My physical health My mental health  Soars and shines Without one The other falters I will preface this. I am not cured. I’m managed. A privilege not to be taken lightly. Thank you Lord. My desire for the privilege of living is to treasure the temple that is my body.  from R's rue https://ift.tt/N9Grqtb