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Not impressed by fog or flu
When I first heard the news stories about avian flu, I prayed. I knew prayer would be effective because it healed me of flu this past year when my husband and I were visiting friends and relatives in Northern Ireland. One morning I felt as if all the symptoms of flu were developing. It had taken an effort to get up and out of bed; I was moving slowly. When I looked out of the window, I couldn’t see a thing.
And usually, the view from my window was of green fields sloping down the hill toward the sparkling sea and across the water to a suburb of Belfast. The flowers and bushes were all in bloom in vibrant yellow, red, and purple. Donkeys in the pasture added to the picture.
But this morning, a gray, soupy fog covered what I knew to be a beautiful scene. It was as if there were no sun, no sea, no flowers, no donkeys. And no sign of a city across the water. Just thick clouds everywhere.
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