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Remember The Passion

14 Saturday Feb 2015

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As a follow up to Valentines Day, I received this from a friend on my email and isn’t it amazing how  true the Spirit and message of this song really makes sence.

Gods Gift. 🙂

When we are young and first meet the one, we have a desperation to cultivate that special gift of love. We have to remember that even for 60 years marriage. the passion, the love and longing. 

so, thanks Sue for this song link.

Hunter Hayes – I Want Crazy (Official Music Video)

God Bless,  Danny

Stravinsky Right OF Spring 40 days to SPRING!!!

06 Friday Feb 2015

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Part of life in New England is the winter Season. We New Englanders don’t mind the snow too much during the Christmas Season it is part of the beauty of the Season.

 

Fresh snow  that falls onto the homes and landscape are so beautiful. On or about the middle of January we New Englanders start to get a little tired of the shorter days, the snow shoveling and for the hazard that ice presents to falling. I know personally that it just takes a slight glaze on the ground and my cane will slip and I could fall. So, I choose to protect myself and stay inside .  I get a little cabin fever now and again. I am just awaiting Spring.

I have often said to my wife that I wish we could get out of dodge and get somewhere warm. I have even thought of moving to a warmer climate. The things that keep me here are these…

My family.

My doctors. Boston is so wonderful.

I love the change of Seasons.

My friends and my church community. I am not going to replicate my life elsewhere at this stage of my life with my limitation.

My life  story is woven and the ties that bind me are here and they are what anchors my heart. I am at home here. Amen. Some people search their whole lives to find what I have here so I am grateful.

So, I will stay put. I will hopefully someday be able to get out of dodge for a week or so during the winter Season to recharge the battery. 🙂

In the meantime……

I heard today on the news that we are now only 40 days to SPRING and day light saving time, longer days.

So , as we sit this weekend Sunday through Monday as another possible foot of snow falls listen to the symphony of Spring and look forward to seeing  the krokus. 🙂

http://www.bing.com/images/search?q=crocus&qpvt=crokus&FORM=IGRE

Stravinsky Right of SPRING

http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=f76eZfI5pOM

 

God Bless You, the next posting will be Sunday or Monday enjoy the snow.

Danny

Living in twilight.

03 Tuesday Feb 2015

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I was thinking today of how each generation see’ s and perceive things in their own way. I believe that changing technology is a big part of the reason. During my younger years telephones we such an amazing thing. The fact that you could call someone miles or countries away was just amazing. We also had a colored tv set. It had tubes that heated up and the tv worked. We had the television repair man in my house  constantly repairing it. The picture would always roll. My mom would always say boys leave the nice man alone. The poor guy could not fix it fast enough speed racer and Gilligan were on.

Families would have fights and discussions on how one person would hog the phone all the time lol.

And if we wanted another phone in the house we called the telephone company they came out with a phone, the colors were black, white, gold, avocado, and baby blue. It did not plug in, it required a Jack to be put in and extra long cords were big bucks. Lol

Our cord was stretched across the kitchen, through the hall and was jammed in the bathroom door frame so we could hatch plans with our friends on the QT. 🙂 it took us hours of whispering and we were ready to go but ahh oah it was too late mom and dad would not let us go out. Another long hot sweaty night watching Hawaii 5 O and potato chip eating.

The other nice part of 70’s technology was watching your parents unwinding the cords of the kitchen phone that we kids twisted into a knot as we walked around and around in circles while we yapped! , ABOUT NOTHING LOL. 🙂

 

We called our friends after we got my sister off the phone  The person we called often times had a busy signal. Meanwhile my siblings wanted the phone to use themselves. So, I remember frantically dialing my friends just to be able to say hi before I got elbowed by my brothers and the phone got taken away. Omg the memories.Lol

My mom would be in the kitchen cooking dinner for her wild tribe of kids and she would be stretching the phone cord off the wall mounted harvest gold colored phone. She would had the ten pound ear price wedged between her ear and shoulder as both hands managed the cooking and we the boy’s  would run through the kitchen skidding with our white socks on her beautifully waxed floor trying to kill each other and someone would always manage to hit the wire and my mother’s phone got pulled from the side of her head and flew across the room smashing on the floor.

It was so funny. My poor mom. The people on the phone heard huge bangs and screaming through the phone . God knows what they thought. LOL

Well, the years went quick, technology moved along and the phones now had 4 pronged jacks so they did not get hard wired all the time. I have a confession for my siblings! They are hearing this from me for  the first time SORRY.

When I was made to wait for the phone and you were talking on the phone enjoying life, I was outside in the hall pulling the wall  plug out to end your call. That’s right it was me ! I confess.  Lol.

Later on technology got better and they now had cordless phones , the range and clarity of the voice was not great but my siblings could now disappear with the phone and the good thing was I could still unplug the base to clear the line. I had a life too 🙂

 

So, to my siblings this song is for you. 🙂

For all the people that thought you hung up on them, it was me lol 🙂

E.L.O.  Telephone Line.

http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=EZB-DUCrhVQ

 

God Bless,

Danny

 

 

The Beauty OF The Circus. and when the Circus of life distracts you.

02 Monday Feb 2015

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Music is so very important, I think most modern music today has it place and use but  it seems to always has a pounding beat  like a drum. It can be fun but it is not suited for thoughtful reflection and prayer. It distracts the mind so that you cannot think. I tell my family all the time surrounding this subject that the devil loves to distract us with sights, sounds and situations in our lives. That way we get wrapped up in this world , worries etc and do not have the time and concentration to devote energy to their most important relationship. That is the  dialogue with God their Father.

What is actually fantastic is this, I began this writing on Saturday morning and it was an unplanned topic that just developed through God and the Holy Spirit. You see each one of us is a very unique creation of God. God uses our life and situations and places that we go as a way to grow us and to help others. Our experiences can be used by God to paint our lives canvases to show God’s magnificent presence. For example, look at the lives of the saints like mother Teresa of Calcutta she lived in what a lot would consider to be the slums. Her canvas was painted more vividly than that. Because of her life mission and ministry she colored her canvas with the grace of God so vibrantly it was sheer love:) She colored her world and all of the impoverished that she met in Gods name. Amen.

So, I began this writing Saturday morning and I attended church on Saturday afternoon and while at church Fr. R homily was all about the devil distracting us in so many ways and wants to  discourage us and destroy us.

This was not a coincidence at all. God knew I was struggling to decide whether to share this blog entry as it developed. God knew that  Fr. R by just delivering his sermon that day  would answer my question and God reassured me that yes this what was to be published. He is the boss.:)

An excellent sermon on the subject. Amen.

http://www.sermoncentral.com/sermons/the-devil-wants-to-kill-steal-and-destroy-your-worship-melvin-maughmer-jr-sermon-on-worship-general-167873.asp

When I listen to orchestral music it sweeps, flows and it becomes a Spiritual journey to me. It is said that Heaven is full of beautiful music, praise and worship etc. I would have to believe that notion because I am so effected by music here in this life.

I think our souls and Holy Spirit  recognize music as a familiar connection between Heaven and Earth.

James Last and orchestra

James Last and Orchestra 70’5 compilation.

Years ago, I went with friends to see Cirque Du Soleil in Boston at the old fan pier it was wonderful and the music was incredible. Here is a sample. It is a highly stylized French circus. It is now world renound.

This is a small sampling of the acrobatics in the show and the background music makes it complete.

Just wait until you see these links. When you see just how amazing our bodies are and what they are capable of. God created a masterpiece with our bodies. And the Holy Spirit guides us to fulfill our life’s dreams. These individuals then had to go all in to strengthen themselves to bring their life’s passion and calling to fruition. They inspire us all to greatness.

My physical therapist is a body builder who routinely medals in competition and he is extremely smart. He has a lovely wife and 2 cute kids. He works at a high level in his life because he is GOD Strong. He just came to my mind so there it is 🙂 Yet, he accomplishes work and family goals and he also makes the time to maintain himself in that process.

What all of the acrobats and my physical therapist have in common is decipline.

If I could say one thing that I regret it would be this.

I was disciplined in my life on providing for my family and building my career with my brothers which also built security for all of the people in our employ who had families. I was a provider for everyone in my life except for me. I did not take time to exercise outside of work, I ran to kids games and never walked the track, I helped everyone out but never jogged down the block. I did what I did out of love but it was not done with love of self as a consideration. I am not a victim , I am not a martyr. I bought my own lie over the years. When I saw people working out I thought I do not have time. I know now that I did not have time because I did not make the time I did not  understand or value myself the way that I should have. I have always felt indestructible like I would be healthy forever.

The old expression The body is your temple is true. We need to value our personal beings.

Cirque du Soliel

 

 

 

James Last compilation of songs from the 70’s. 🙂

Just beautiful this will make your Holy Spirit take flight.

james last and orchestra  New World Symphony

 

God Bless You,

Danny 🙂

Brotherly Love And That of My Siblings

30 Friday Jan 2015

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I WILL BE MY BROTHERS KEEPER

http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=m5Npnsag5nQ

 

I love my siblings, thankyou for all that you have always done for me. You are bricks in my foundation. .:)

I was blessed in this life with 3 brothers, 2 are older than me and 1 have one that is younger. My parents had 5 children the eldest being my sister and then us four guys. I was 3rd out of 4 boys.

My second brother and I are Irish twins and are separated by only 9 months.

We as younger brothers had our typical stuff we rumbled, wrestled  and whacked each other. We  took the house apart as we raced the hallway skidding and tackling one another. It was liked the wild west early on. My mom and dad did what they needed to and got the reigns on all of us very early on.. My mom was not a shrinking violet. She was as smart as a whip and had a true second sense. She knew and felt anything regarding her entire family. She would often say, I don’t know, I have a funny feeling. One night my brother went out and  when he returned early in the am around 2 ish  my brother no sooner quietly came in the rear door but my mom said S. Are you okay what happened? She had woken up and knew he had an accident with her car. She just always knew stuff.

At times it was difficult to be her kid because she was so darn intuitive. 🙂 thank God for my mom .

My brothers and I are All different and yet we are all the same. God’s design for families is perfect despite our imperfections. You know, It is said that you can pick your friends but you cannot pick your family.

I do not think that this  is a sentiment that applies to my brothers and sister or for yours either. Sure there were times in my younger days that I may of felt that way  to a certain degree. They are as imperfect as I am  so why should there not be a little conflict?

As we get older and hopefully wiser we grow and get more comfortable in our own skin at that point sibling rivalry can find a back seat to the true sibling relationship.

You know young guys so often wear masks. We cover up our feelings and act cool even though inside we are filled with fear, doubts and insecurity. As 1 out of 4 boys in my home in that day, we were all different with different likes and abilities. So at times one boy out shined the others. In time each one of us boys had our own moments in the sun as we learned what it was that we excelled at.

All the while my mom and dads support and guidance would keep us in check. They demanded for us to respect and not to degrade one another. They had zero tolerance for that nonsense.

My parents complimented us when it was justified but did not give false praise. My mom and dad knew that we could not all get the same awards and trophy. Some made the honor roll some did not. My mom and dad did not apologize for celebrating one siblings award if we too did not receive it. That’s was life. We had to deal with that.

You know that type of upbringing was very healthy. As we got older the true green monster of jealousy and competition between us stayed in a very healthy place. My brothers and I were all involved at one point in a family business that the four of us purchased and we had  many good years together in. The best part of that business though not perfect was creating a start up with my brothers. my parents hard work paid off as they watched their boys work in unison to make a dream come true. It was in that moment that each one of used our different strengths and combined them to make 1 very beautiful,professional , and consumer satisfaction based family business.

John Lennon

http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=oxphDGam5Rw

Each one shined with their own gifts. We all lined up and ego and competition did not rule the day. These are moments that I will always cherish.

Over the years my younger brother decided that he had realized another dream for himself and he moved on from the business, we had grown substantially and he frankly was tired of doing his daily job.

The bottom line is this, families need to support one another. I know its hard when your younger to see and appreciate this fact  but if you can it will make the adult years together all the better. And, as you then have the next generation of family members they too can learn lessons from watching how you relate to your siblings.

LEAN ON ME.

http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=N5jlPL1tNDY

When I became ill with cancer it was a true shocker here  in this house and all of my families home too. I was absolutely a massive doer.My feet and hands never stopped. I was everywhere doing stuff for everybody. I would hit the bed and fall asleep and would awake in the morning with no alarm and get out of bed with a song in my heart to start the day.

When, I could no longer be me 3 years ago, my song and life  lost its beat and my family and friends became my new song.

My brothers and my sister who I will write about soon just started a new song for me one of love, compassion and understanding. They knew Danny the sibling well because they had been part of my personal psalm #139 . They are part of the fabric of my life.

There has been nothing that they have not done here at my home from huge amounts of yard work, painting,  repairs, cleaning etc. They know how I lived and how things bother me. My dad’s very fussy even at the age of 87 . I am the same as my dad in that regard.

My family has driven me hundreds if not thousands of miles for treatments, mystery rides to get me/us out. If I looked kind of ratty or they thought it would perk me up they shopped with their coupons and got me things that they thought would make things nice. My sister was doing shopping at stores for all natural foods for me to have to build my immune system up.

My sister in law called and she showed up to remove my hair that was falling out from the treatment. I never asked, I was just cleaning the hair strainer in the shower and cleaning the hair up off of the bathroom floor . But, she thought it would be better and N was right. By us removing the hair it took the power of that side effect away. It became my choice.

I will continue with this soon.

I WILL BE THERE

http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=Xg2vMrDzoXM

I Saw God Today

26 Monday Jan 2015

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For Anne and Family:

Still Hillsong United.  Still.

 

 

I have become accustomed to seeking God out daily particularly since my cancer diagnosis. I had searched for him prior to cancer. But that diagnosis made my personal relationship so much more authentic and more substantial.

I think life can be very confusing, when we know God our personal decisions become easier but we still battle with our own thoughts on a given matter, or we are swayed by our upbringing of how we were thought and finally we have emotions that do not want us to do the right thing. I have learned that we are best when we die to self and do as Jesus would do and show love even in a unlovable situation.

I had the opportunity to speak to a friend yesterday, I would ask you to please pray for A.K.  Anne too suffers from the same diagnosis that I was diagnosed with. She has currently out lived the doctors diagnosis. But, she is apparently now unable to speak and is basically laying in bed.

I told her family friend C yesterday as we spoke. That God’s got Anne and he know where she is at. I also told C. That Anne is not a victim she is a beautiful teacher as she lies there she is showing her loved ones the way of the cross, she is allowing others to serve and learn.

Now, does anyone want to see our loved ones in Anne’s situation ? No.

But, the bottom line is this, God users all situations to help us all.

The final thing I would say is this through personal experience.

Anne could rally and turn around if that is  God’s will. I was very ill and God has pulled me out from my illness for the moment. God has his reason for this. Its not because I am a Saint either.

So, where there is life there is hope and if Anne is called by God, guess what .Anne’s hope is not dashed. God’s got her and she will be reunited with all of her loved ones.

Having lost my mom a year and 1/2 ago, I understand every moment of the vigil and emotions that go when we are loving our dear ones until they take the Lord’s hand.

So, I do not take lightly the difficult process for the family members.

It would be great to just have days of beauty, of joy of moments filled with endless possibilities but that is not life here. We have situations that are out of our control that can dictate where our lives, emotions and hopes will go.

That’s why seeing  through the eyes of faith makes all the difference in the world. We can see the hope regardless of the situation.

So again, Please keep Anne in your prayers. I will perhaps someday give you more information on the person that she is. She has brought much joy to many of the year’s. A gift from God him self. This song suits Anne well, she her….

I Saw God Today-George Strait(With Lyrics)

WRONG NUMBER. laughter is so good for us.

24 Saturday Jan 2015

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In our lives we need to laugh I know that this is a common theme on my blog but the reason is because it is so true. We as a society are very much challenged by our days and all of the sadness that is around us. News, regular life stuff.

We need the balance of laughter to make life joyous. So my attempt to bring humor to my blog here is to show the different types out there. They may not be your style so look for what is and laugh. It makes a big difference in your day. It chemically changes your mood too naturally. God made us wonderfully. Amen.

 

 

Wrong Number with Carol Burnette

http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=YCtZu7r6Xyk

Carol Burnett  no frills airline

http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=QCz8he36hsk

 

Carol BURNETT

http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=ITM0cU3GlZ8

Carol BURNETT

http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=LUKYH3jtDMM

 

Young man on pain meds in hospital. Very funny.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSUs0LhYMaU

 

God Bless You,

Danny

 

What Faith Can Do. Miracles/Everything.

22 Thursday Jan 2015

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God is good.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPRFqGNuMfY

Boy talks with God sad but beautiful. This little boys parent have done something very right. Amen.

Faith = God.  God= Miracles. Amen

Catholic Miracles. 

Incorruptables, God’s Glory!

What Faith Can Do Cutlass

 

God Bless You,

Danny

KANSAS And DR. MICHAEL DAVIDSON. BRIGHAMS AND WOMENS

21 Wednesday Jan 2015

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Kansas

Good morning, today, I was up at 5:30 and the cold that has been on me for over two weeks seems to finally be leaving. I am very grateful for this.

Last night was a busy night here with my youngest daughter getting her next semester of college underway. It was good stuff though. I got into bed and began my evening prayer and was looking out of the skylight at the very black sky. It was  like a blank black canvas devoid of any stars. Not a typical night sky.

I was laying there thinking about the day and all that went Into it. I saw some news, as always it seems to be increasingly more depressing.

The story of that day that I found so very sad was the murder of Dr. Michael Davidson at Brigham and Women’s Hospital. I cannot accurately answer the question of why a person would ever hurt  a doctor who is attempting to save lives. Clearly ,the perpetrator had to have been mentally imbalanced. But it is still tragic for everyone especially his family.

During my writings on this blog, I have covered my relationship with my doctors and all of my health Care providers. I as a patient love them as far as I am concerned they are on my team seeking the best outcome for me that they humanly can provide.

That’s right I did say humanly.  Doctors  are just people like us and are subject to everything that we are. I detailed in my writing months ago about the loss of my son Brad Michael that there was an issue with the suctioning technique while removing fluid from his lungs, which triggered his cardiac arrest. After Brad passed from those complications of that error. I made the comment with the Doctors , Now what do we do? They looked at my wife and myself and looked a little worried. I realized my words were not well selected for that moment but I / we were in shock over his loss.

I looked into their eyes and realized the reality of the moment and said , no,no I am not blaming you. I know how hard you worked on Brads behalf. I was just talking out loud about my wife and I being able to pick up the pieces and going on.

After I said that they understood it was my mind trying to keep the situation in a place where emotions can be watched carefully. I was trying to lead my wife through this horrific emotional loss.

You see, Dr.s are amazingly gifted individuals who have a very special calling, they have the same problems that we do but they also feel the weight on their shoulders when it comes to aspect of human life.

For instance, could you imagine waking up on a beautiful April morning going into the hospital as my doctor did and having to then drill into My skull ( his patients)  and then to put a probe deep into my brain to get a biopsy sample of the tumor to grade my cancer  with his hands knowing that one slip could kill me his patient? I could never have done that. And you know , I as the patient understood that there were no guarantees. The only thing that we can rely on is the fact that God, the author of life is there with us.

So, God Bless Dr. Michael Davidson and family may they be comforted by God in this moment.

Also, let us pray for that man that perpetrated this desperate and horrible act. He and his family need prayers now too.

Dr. Michael Davidson

https://commonhealth.wbur.org/2015/01/davidson-brigham-bio

Gratitude Nicole Nordeman

God Bless,

Danny

A Doctors Message, Delivered.

16 Friday Jan 2015

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I have been sitting here for nearly 3 years with one of the most magnificent experiences that I have ever personally experienced and witnessed.  It was GOD IN ACTION.

I need not give out the doctors name for he too is reading this blog. I have waited until I felt God wanted it to be shared for his glory. What God wanted him to know was delivered by the Holy Spirit.

Shortly after my diagnosis, I was called to a doctor’s office to be seen. I knew this doctor over the years I would visit him for medical care. As I have stated before I had to be dragged to a doctor. My wife is tough like that. 🙂 And looking back ,how foolish I was.

 

Jeremy Camp, This is my Desire.    How true these words are Amen !

Well, I arrived and the nurse I would generally meet with there  was all set to go. She smiled as she came down the hall. I got up with my walker in front of me and began making silly jokes as I followed her. A defense mechanism of sorts.

She escorted me into the exam room and did blood pressure and pulse stats etc. She chatted with me as she helped me with my clothing.

 

She is a wonderful professional. She is compassionate and if you have eyes of faith you can see Jesus in her. Her beautiful eyes were watering , she knew me and I was pretty beaten up looking. But I was still smiling like it’s no big deal. People are always  trying to figure how someone in such peril could be so joyful. It is the peace of Christ not me. I am a fractured person for sure.

I have had people say to me well I am glad that you aren’t afraid of death, and you look forward to dieing. I have to then set that record straight with them.

I love life, I love my family and would love to be here for a very long time. As humans we are creatures of what we know, we believe we are important to each other and want to ride shotgun in our loved one life’s to protect them. My kids will always be my kids whether they are 3 or 93. My wife will always be my girl from the grocery store that I married when we were both 24. She is mine eternally.

The reality of my life situation is this, for years I walked around calling on God trying to find him. I did not always feel him but as I learned he was always with me. He was making me work at my relationship with him. You cannot learn without struggle and  adversity. Well along came cancer and in the exact moment of diagnosis. God revealed himself to me and peace has been the order of the day in my life. His peace, not mine.

Train Calling on all angels.

B left the room and within a minute there was a soft kinock on the wood door. In came my doctor he wanted to make sure that I would keep him  involved with my treatment regimen. I told him sure, and I then authorized that action with my Dr. R. ( cancer oncologist)  I thanked him for his care over many years, when I actually showed up for appointments.

He stood a few feet away and asked how are you ? The sorrow was on his face, I could see it. I said I was fine.  By this time he worked his way towards the foot of the bed looking at my face with his clipboard in hand. He was about 5 feet away.

If you remember my writing about Spiritual events of the Holy Spirit at both Lahey Clinic and Dana Farber well the Divine Spirit of God as I call it took that room and ministered to that doctor. He was so shocked but stood there staring at me , I told him things about his ministry work as a doctor. God used my mouth and the Holy Spirits message to tell the Dr. about how pleased he was of him and his patient care. At one point my doctor said my God , it is the Holy Spirit and Dan is a messanger. The Holy Spirit said yes and conversed with him, meanwhile I was so touched by the Love that God had for him I was crying.

Well, the doctor was beginning to cry and said excuse me, the door opened and he left the room and his nurse  B. was standing there with eyes swollen red with tears she entered the room and tried to keep her emotions in check. She then helped me dress. She obviously was waiting to dress me and heard my booming voice inside the room while standing in the hall. The Holy Spirit spoke a few very beautiful words to her too.

With that B left and my Dr. Came back in and said Dan, whatever you our your wife need please let me know. I mean anything. He was so sincere in his offering and I just remember being embraced by the Love and overflowed with tears once again. I said I am okay, its only joy overwhelming me. I said please pray for me and I will pray for you and your family. Well , I had been useing  lots of tissues by this point  and he went to leave and shake my hand and I sad no Dr, my hand is germy.  Can I have a hug?   He learned over and gave me a beautiful brotherly hug. As he left the room he had his hand on the door and it was half opened he gave me a big smile and came back to me and shook my hand. It was a very beautiful moment that I will never forget. I started down the hallway with my walker and greeted and smiled at everyone as I went.  Word had spread to everyone there that something Heaven sent was happening there.

It was not  me, it was God saying to everyone of us, I love you and I am here. God expects us to rely on him. Miracles are God’s gifts to us an they happen everyday.

Now, I do not think that I have touched on this complete story before  but with 209 plus blog entries thus far, I may have appeared or been eluded to before this writing.

What happened  that day to that office and its staff the whole building  was nothing less than a Spiritual explosion you could feel and see the  love. It was a Miracle that built up a lot of foundations of faith for sure.

I had not seen this doctor or staff for over 2 years since that date until recently and I will tell you about that appointment very soon.

Third Day – “I Need A Miracle” (Official Lyric Video)

 

God Bless You,

Danny

My next post will be Monday 🙂