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“We are God’s art. We are God’s poem, created to display His beauty and goodness.”
― Soul Cure: How to Heal Your Pain and Discover Your Purpose
― Soul Cure: How to Heal Your Pain and Discover Your Purpose
“No matter how many times you failed or have fallen, no matter how many times you’ve denied God, He will not deny you.”
― Soul Cure: How to Heal Your Pain and Discover Your Purpose
― Soul Cure: How to Heal Your Pain and Discover Your Purpose
“David turned on the TV and sat on the couch. He could grade the Calc I homework but that always depressed him. It would almost put him in mourning, sitting Shiva, but it had to be done.
He would get up early in the morning and do it. He chuckled.
The TV had a stupid dog commercial. Cocker Spaniel mix. Same kind of mutt Miriam brought into their marriage. She was a dog person. Named it Lucky.
Lucky died of poisoning while David was at home one afternoon. Somehow the dog had gotten into Clorox. Not so lucky.
That had been their only fight. David did not want to get another dog. Claimed it would remind him of Lucky.
When David was little, about eight or nine years old, he had learned Clorox would kill a dog. Their neighbor had a German shepherd. Sol would throw rocks at it when they walked to school.
One day the dog got out and bit Sol, and if the neighbors had not stopped it, the dog may have mauled Sol to death. The dog’s name was Roxx, short for Roxanne. It was found dead a couple of days later. Poisoned.
David was not a dog person.”
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He would get up early in the morning and do it. He chuckled.
The TV had a stupid dog commercial. Cocker Spaniel mix. Same kind of mutt Miriam brought into their marriage. She was a dog person. Named it Lucky.
Lucky died of poisoning while David was at home one afternoon. Somehow the dog had gotten into Clorox. Not so lucky.
That had been their only fight. David did not want to get another dog. Claimed it would remind him of Lucky.
When David was little, about eight or nine years old, he had learned Clorox would kill a dog. Their neighbor had a German shepherd. Sol would throw rocks at it when they walked to school.
One day the dog got out and bit Sol, and if the neighbors had not stopped it, the dog may have mauled Sol to death. The dog’s name was Roxx, short for Roxanne. It was found dead a couple of days later. Poisoned.
David was not a dog person.”
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“Soul power ripples outward in all directions, affecting everything— physical health, emotional well-being, relationships, families, work, and destiny.”
― Soul Cure: How to Heal Your Pain and Discover Your Purpose
― Soul Cure: How to Heal Your Pain and Discover Your Purpose
“Sol sneered. “The Unabomber was a mathematician.”
“What Ted Kaczynski did can barely be called math,” David said. “Boundary conditions! Totally irrelevant.”
“He had a PhD.”
“From the University of Michigan. I don’t know if that even counts. And don’t think I don’t know that it was his brother who turned him in.”
Sol looked at him closely. “Whose name was David. That’s your name, right?”
“I would never turn you in.”
Sol shrugged. “Of course not,” he said and drove on.”
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“What Ted Kaczynski did can barely be called math,” David said. “Boundary conditions! Totally irrelevant.”
“He had a PhD.”
“From the University of Michigan. I don’t know if that even counts. And don’t think I don’t know that it was his brother who turned him in.”
Sol looked at him closely. “Whose name was David. That’s your name, right?”
“I would never turn you in.”
Sol shrugged. “Of course not,” he said and drove on.”
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