The richness of life stories can so easly be forgotten. She often tride to get him tell stories and write them down. But it seem the day went by and few where told. She had worked everything out for her father to go to her brothers house.. It was getting hard for her father to drive and walk. She wouldn't have him be alone. She had thought maybe I shouldn't go maybe I should say with my father? But everything was getting ready for her to go. She felt it was God will for her to go and she would obey even if her was to die when she was gone, She thought I have to obey God no matter what. If God dosn't want me to go then he will colse all doors. Her father had prayed over her, and had told her I gave my blessing to you. In funny ways God can change our plans and make us go a differnt way. They moved everything to her brothers house. Set up everything, she now had only one month and she was to fly to Africa. There was a bitter heart within her father, why he had to be moved. I want to go back was in his spirit, where I can shout my guns. where my dog can run. There was a homesickness in his heart. It was hard to be living in such small place with all his freedom taken away. But God had better and sweeter plans that were ahead for him.
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