A harvest of healing

Several Years Ago I was giving a series of talks in California. And I had the worst cold. Nose wouldn't stop running. Couldn't sleep because of coughing. This went on for four or five days.

One early morning around 4:30, I thought, "When will this stop? What do I have to do? What's wrong with me?"

Then out from that utter frustration I thought, "Are you grateful that each night you had freedom for the one hour you give your talk?" I realized that I had been free for that hour. For the first time I was truly grateful for that. And I fell asleep. When I woke up around 7:00, I was well.

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