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October 30, 2009



Thank you, Parson. Ministry happens. This morning at 3 am, I awoke remembering that I had not called a woman at the church where I had filled in a couple of Sundays. She had received word of a tumor on her leg. Bad Stuff, and more tests yesterday. I called at 7 this morning. I apologized for the early hour call and the forgotten call, she said yesterday was a total fog. One could hear the fear and terror in her voice, we had prayer. I will be at her church Sunday, she asked if we might have special prayers then. Sure. Peace.

Beach Walkin

Thank you QP for caring so much. We need more pastors like you in the world.



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