Christmas Eve-Eve Letter to Jill

Dearest Jill,

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. I'm very sorry I haven't heard from you and I hope you're doing ok. I have no idea at what stage you are in or how your second surgery came out, but I hope it went well. Try to maintain hope.

Remember to have faith. Faith is very important to your healing:



Mark 10:46-52 (New International Version)

Blind Bartimaeus Receives His Sight
Then they came to Jericho. As Jesus and his disciples, together with a large crowd, were leaving the city, a blind man, Bartimaeus (that is, the Son of Timaeus), was sitting by the roadside begging. When he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout, "Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!"

Many rebuked him and told him to be quiet, but he shouted all the more, "Son of David, have mercy on me!"

Jesus stopped and said, "Call him." So they called to the blind man, "Cheer up! On your feet! He's calling you." Throwing his cloak aside, he jumped to his feet and came to Jesus.

"What do you want me to do for you?" Jesus asked him.
The blind man said, "Rabbi, I want to see."

"Go," said Jesus, "your faith has healed you." Immediately he received his sight and followed Jesus along the road.

Mark 5:21-34 (New International Version)

A Dead Girl and a Sick Woman
When Jesus had again crossed over by boat to the other side of the lake, a large crowd gathered around him while he was by the lake. Then one of the synagogue rulers, named Jairus, came there. Seeing Jesus, he fell at his feet and pleaded earnestly with him, "My little daughter is dying. Please come and put your hands on her so that she will be healed and live." So Jesus went with him.

A large crowd followed and pressed around him. And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years. She had suffered a great deal under the care of many doctors and had spent all she had, yet instead of getting better she grew worse. When she heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, because she thought, "If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed." Immediately her bleeding stopped and she felt in her body that she was freed from her suffering.

At once Jesus realized that power had gone out from him. He turned around in the crowd and asked, "Who touched my clothes?"

"You see the people crowding against you," his disciples answered, "and yet you can ask, 'Who touched me?' "

But Jesus kept looking around to see who had done it. Then the woman, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell at his feet and, trembling with fear, told him the whole truth. He said to her, "Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your suffering."


"Go," said Jesus, "your faith has healed you." Immediately he received his sight and followed Jesus along the road.

The skin cancer spot in my arm has started to disappear. I finally remembered to pray for myself instead of just others. It seems to be a difficult thing for me to remember at times because I've been so concerned with trying to help others that I tend to forget about myself. My aunt who was supposed to have been dead by now is being sustained by prayer and is still alive at this point. She developed pneumonia, though, and they sent her home. We'll have to see what happens. She's quite old, though, and it is near her time.

I did some major housecleaning on Multiply last night. I blocked Suzy and a couple others and removed anyone on my list who I didn't know or of whom I was suspicious. I'll probably have even more housecleaning to do, but it should be easier at this point. I'm not going to put up with any agitators anymore. I've had it. I'm not accepting any new contacts unless I know them beforehand and trust them. I feel like I've given everyone more than ample opportunity to hear the truth. If they can't accept it, that's their problem. I don't mind someone disagreeing with me on something, but I'm not going to put up with blatant attacks and negativity on my page. I have to get down to some serious business.

I love you and I do hope you get better. I hope you are happy, wherever you are. In memory of Bill and in expression of my feelings about you, here you go:



Love,

Cal