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Brother’s Blessing

It’s always such a blessing to have my brother here for a visit. This morning after breakfast, he and my mom were talking about road trips. My mom used to journal during her trips with my dad. She asked my brother to get out her books so they could look through them together. He got the books as she described, but the one she opened was a personal journal she started writing years ago. She said she had intended to write about the blessings of her day. Many of the entries described her medical struggles during the years before I arrived. Then she would recall where she was blessed. She read much of it out loud as my brother sat patiently and listened. This was a blessing for her, for me, and I think for him as well.

I Found God today in the blessing of my brother.

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