Do what I ask and I may promise to name my next cat after you, maybe. If you read these regularly, or sorta, or once in a blue moon, I need your momentary help. After five years of my doing what I really wanted to do: three paragraphs and a Bible verse and whatever comments I got at times that made me feel warm and cozy, the wires of the world got crossed. Two major mishaps occurred. In spite of paying a reasonable amount to Wordsmith to take care of internal sending forth, the message appeared that this site wasn’t available. Then return comments were either not going forth or being sent back.
Choices were to try to find a professional who really understood the problem or to see if screen by screen I could uncover a solution alone and standing on a windswept mountain top. I, of course, tried option two. I believe strong women can face a problem and find a solution. Trial and error (lots of errors) revealed that I had never updated my email from hotmail.com. I edited to use the move up to iCloud, pushed save, and have waited two days for a third company to send a validation request on the email. That is now done. Even if you don’t choose to subscribe to the Thursday offerings, you can pop in at letmetellya.org in moments of need. Supposedly the recipient list is intact.
This is what you can do to be a helper in the my world. When you get this on a Sunday night this week (I promise not to do a Thursday coming up), could you do a reply in an email to me that words of wisdom arrived or comment in the appropriate place and we will see what happens. I chose a modern version of the only verse I thought applied because while God my have been available in days past, this particular need of Him may not have been necessary.
Don’t fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God’s wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It’s wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life.
Phillipians 4:6 – 7 The Message
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