my careless contagion

What follows is a text message — directed to the author of this blog — minus personal details, including the woman's name. I haven't logged on to this blog since last year about the time of my last post, shortly after the blog eclipsed 40,000 hits. Now it's nearing 50,000. The reason I came back was to correct something: I was wrong. There was a happy ending, as the following reveals. My next post explains more.  I include much of her message because it answered many whispered prayers over the years. No, God didn't answer how I expected, but, when we let Him lead, we must trust He has what is best for us. If you're wishing for a partner, the Lord knows your heart. Do not expect any gift to be given without testing. God needs to know if you can handle the gift. Otherwise, it will ruin you.  What follows is a love letter, but, unlike so many on this blog, I didn't write it. It was written to me. She said it first. She said, "I love you." It was important...

God answered my prayer. I won't say what it was exactly, but it was on my mind and my heart for quite some time. (It doesn't have to do with a certain wonderful lady; that's all I will say.) God did the most amazing thing. I didn't see a way out. I didn't see a solution. I submitted it to Him and left it there. The solution was the best possible outcome for everyone involved. It was simply a miracle. I haven't ceased to thank and praise Him. God is so good.  *** Watched a documentary called Grizzly Man recently. It's free on YouTube . What struck me about it was how destructive it is when people put anything before God in their lives, how it can lead to tragedy after tragedy. We can't expect anyone or anything to save us except the Lord.  This blog is now five years old. Though it's not really alive, it's also not dead. It's like a zombie, perhaps. Happy five-year anniversary to the zombie blog! Thank you for reading. And God bless. Christian...