Checking in
So here I am "How long will you be staying with us?" She asks. "Two days" I reply The quiver of uncertainty rolling through me. Me, knowing that it's certain the angels will want to tarry over me longer than that. "Well if they need to have you stay longer then all they need to do is document it and you don't need to worry about that". She says "Thank you". I reply Because I know, from the moment that I began to drive; Ushered by the Angels on the road; guided by God through traffic; Him quietly taking me to the place where I am going to receive my healing. Fear no longer in all my cells paralyzing me. I wasn't shaking or shaken. I'm gonna beat this shit!













