Please receive todays transmissions. My eyes and ears are a camera, made to serve You. Every day, the moment these eyes and ears open, they start recording. Every night, transmitting the images and sounds, all that Ive managed to record, transmitting them up to You up there in the heavens. Today, an elderly Caucasian patient told me that her wife just passed away. As a result of her passing, he is eating out more now, and is eating less healthily, which made his heart worse in this past week. A middle-aged Caucasian woman who was admitted to the intensive care unit this morning told me that her father passed away recently from long term complications from his diabetes, and she misses him very very much. She is trying to stay positive but the stress is slowing down her own recovery from a surgery she just had. Another elderly black patient shared a story from her childhood, she said she cannot forget the little Caucasian girl named Mildred, a little girl she grew up with, whom she considered a close friend, but after the two entered their teen years, the girl named Mildred ultimately rejected their friendship because of the differences in their skin color. She says she still wonders what the elderly Mildred is up to nowadays. I didnt know what to say, so I told her that she is probably better off without Mildred. It felt like a very cheap answer to a memory she still seems to treasure. I dont know, what would You have told her?
Posted on: Fri, 29 Aug 2014 03:32:27 +0000
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