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God Has Not

Matzos, butter, apricot jam,
Matzos, butter, apricot jam,
Matzos, butter, apricot jam,

must be my breakfast ritual for now.
Usually some cheese. Sometimes
Farmer’s, sometimes Dubliner, and
two cups of Gevalia House Blend
because it is Friday.

And a small glass of pineapple juice
after. I can drink pineapple; can’t
bring myself to eat it. I gag at the

That started my day because earlier
this week, the nurse called to tell
me, “No yeast until your next visit.
Keep the Epi-Pen with you.”

Good health is an outpouring of God’s
grace and love on humanity. On those
who believe and those who do not.

Poor health and death don’t negate
God’s love. For God’s love for
humanity is not conditional, but
simply believable.

When health fails, we have not failed.
When health fails, it is an automatic
test in the fiery furnace of faith.

When health fails, God has not.

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Poet, Writer, US Army (Retired)

I dreamed of writing when I was a youngster. The love of books and writing may have helped to dull the pain of severe sexual abuse as I was sexually abused by two men at my father’s place of work from age 8 to 12 or so. I learned about this for the first time when I was 50 years old. So, as a boy, reading was the only place I had to go to. My fantasy world was better and safer than my real world. I loved reading and writing.
Reading books and writing poetry are a joy to me still and are an important part of my life. (See my About Me page on my blog for the complete profile.)

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