Because of my finding Fanny Crossby a blind woman from early childhood gave hope and encouragement to my life. If you have never heard of her, she spoke later before the joint congress in the Untied States in her twenties. She lived in the 1800βs not wanting to hunt out that if you are interested in is available butΒ let me just share a passage from her book on her life when she writes in a book about her life.
βMany of the flowers I planted in the garden of memory during a happy childhood are still being sweet and fair after a lapse of more than eighty years. Those that are faded, because they have not been watered, and those that have been crushed in the press of a long and busy life. I will try to revive until I have finished that I am about to tellβ. She was a fierce proponent of kindness and love. Her headstone reads, βShe hathΒ done what she couldβ.
In her book she tells of a having as a young child a problem with her eyes her mother took her to a doctor who in trying to fix them destroyed what she had for life. He spent his life in sorrow over that and died before Fanny was old enough to tell him he did her the greatest of things because of her blindness she found many things that she could accomplish. She wrote many books and wrote many poems and songs that were very popular.
I have no right to quote this I do not understand the laws regulating rather I have a right to do this but stand me against the wall and shoot me I donβt care if I have something to share that I think will help others as this blind woman has me then fire at will.
Because of her I concluded after many years of prayer that I asking to hear. Now like Fanny I thank God for that which he knew, and it took me eighty years to learn. I live in an apartment that is beautiful and I am looking at the Caribbean Sea and the apartment has three bedrooms and three baths I could live in a tent on Wolverton Mountain and be happy. The apartment was vacant for months waiting for me and now I know why. The noise level at times because of the trucks and traffic below me is so bad at times I take my hearing aids out and silence is beholding to me. Telephone, doorbells and other nuisances are gone. Β Unlike Fanny who received additional hearing because of that loss I am not aware of anything added to me except being able to meet with God in my own mind and dwell upon that which I cherish Β so much. Piece and quite allows me to say to the world that which many may enjoy and if they do not, I do not have to hear it.
I am just about finished with book four of Great Eagle and writing to a woman who will correct my literature so those of higher education can understand my blabbering. My book tells of a friendship between a man who marries a Princess of the Ute Indian nation and at the moment has three mountain lions, a timber wolf an Eagle, big foot a giant from the woods who has a very high intelligence and is actually from another planet which brings into the story of Ooga a outer space character who takes Dan to a higher intelligence and understanding of more than just here on earth. His travels take him to San Francisco, and my story tells of his experience in the book. I had the books on Amazon but pulled them off of the site because they were not of the standard I would like to see.
Why do I tell this? Because I can, do I need a reason for being who I am? I make no apologies for it,Β God gave me the want, and I share with those that take the time and effort to encourage me.
After reading Fanny, it encourages me to tell others and perhaps I can do for another what she has provided for me. In my book I make the statement; Β βA man who does not know his maker will leave an empty grave. It makes no sense.β Now that I can quote that knowing the author will judge me not another.
A Messenger,
Verl K.