The Holy Spirit Interceded-God Extended His Grace To Me

In September 18 of 2019 I went into Hershey Hospital, PA to be operated on by Karen Choi a surgical oncologist for head and neck cancer. I was to have lymph node cancer surgery on the left side of my neck removed. I had a cancerous lymph node. I found out after the surgery that it was only one node but unfortunately it was not encapsulated anymore and had spread into surrounding tissue. Karen Choi came to the lobby and met me and my wife previous to the surgery. She said I may be released the next day or the day after. Sounded very good to us.

Little did I know what was to follow would be something unimaginable, something you read in a magazine article, or online news story. Something unbelievable that always happens to someone else but this time it was me.

I ended up spending 36 days there in the hospital with numerous complications and enduring 6 operations, getting continuing tests and at one point they started having real problems getting a good vein for intravenous feed for medications, etc. In fact more trouble locating a good vein and that it would remain a good vein for meds, etc. I believe this was due to me losing weight and other medical factors which I don’t understand.

It all started post operation the next day when a valve in the neck/shoulder area called the chyle valve was letting my lymph fluid straight through into the drain ball on my neck that was to catch any post op drainage post surgery. It’s (Chyle Valve) no-stop flow was continuing to fill the drainage ball and requiring constant dumping and would not slow down. Apparently during the operation to remove all the cancer the Chyle valve was damaged letting fluid straight through instead of metering it as a valve would due, let the proper amount through. This was the worst of my side effects I would say, at least the one that provided quite a challenge to get the flow stopped from the Chyle Valve. Many things were tried such as taping a bundle of small towels over the area to keep constant pressure on the area such as you would do with a compress on and area of your body that is bleeding, putting pressure on to stop the flow. Eventually the only thing that stopped it was an operation that went into my right side below my rib cage and accessing the feed or supply line in my body to the Chyle valve and bundling it with tissue and tying it together and slowing down the flow to stop the excessive flow through the Chyle valve into the drain or possibly they stopped it altogether. This was the biggest roadblock because I couldn’t be released from the hospital until this was under control. As fast as I was getting intravenous fluids in the Chyle valve was leaking them out.

From there I thought all would be good once the Chyle leak was stopped.

I was so relieved and happy.

But it wasn’t.

I can’t remember the order that the many complications happened in or exactly but will try to list them here in general.

• Chyle Valve leak-Compression applied by taped on bundled cloth and 2 operations to get it stopped.
• I had problems breathing and they even did a code blue or something one day. At that point Karen Choi said I need a trach because I now had a breathing problem, apparently from possibly a nicked or cut nerve or because of the extent of my operation. so a trach was put in.
• Also after the operation I was having trouble swallowing and they put a temporary feeding tube in my nose. That was giving problems and coming loose from being taped on my nose. And as time went on it was obvious that this was going to be a longer term than expected so a feeding tube was put in my stomach, the second one I had gotten in my life.
• At some point from all the medications I was on, at least I think that is what they attributed to my legs swelled up greatly like a balloon from about the waist down. A sight to see, my legs must have been three or four times their normal size. It took a while to get that swelling down and I don’t remember how they did it, I guess medication or changes. But I ended up with a large boil on the top of my right foot from the excessive swelling and it which was full of fluid which eventually broke open and was leaking. They took pictures of it and when the fluid was out of it they started putting special dressings on it. I also ended up having an open sore on the top of my rear end/lower back that opened and they took pictures and were treating that area with special dressings also for healing.
• At some point I ended up having fluid on my lungs so I had chest tubes put in a couple different times to drain the excess fluid.
• They were starting to have trouble accessing a vein to keep the active IV’s they wanted me to have I believe at least two so there was always a back up IV if needed. They had to call in what they call a vein team that specializes in this when people have trouble with IV vein access.
• I was on constant pain medication which mostly consisted of Fentanyl patches and other medications as needed.

After while the days blended together and it seemed there was no end to it.

I was at the end of my rope and due to so many operations being put under and the whole thing it affected me in many ways. It affected me mentally eventually and I had some mental oddities and I am sure sort of a breakdown or two in fact I would have to say I was out of my mind with some strange thoughts and phone calls to my wife at odd hours losing touch with reality and not sure of much of anything anymore except going from day to day. I was feeling drained mentally and physically. Each time I came out of anesthesia I had a period where the hospital room looked strange. And I had 6 operations and that would be 6 times coming out of anesthesia. I remember one time it looked to me like and old unfinished room almost reminding you of a warehouse with spray on insulation on the walls and ceiling but as I came to more I could realize I was actually back in my room it was normal again. One time after I ended up having a trach installed due to breathing issues when I started to wake up I saw the nurse in my room doing things with her hands over away from me like she was simulating organizing things as in play acting. I remember the doctor telling me they were putting a trach in but when I woke up I thought in my mind that I was in a training session preparing me to be ready for a trach for some reason. I woke up and the nurse came over and I wanted to tell her something but couldn’t talk because of the open trach without a speaking valve. It freaked me out because I didn’t know what was happening at that point and thought I lost my voice. The nurse calmed me down and quickly explained things and that I had a trach now and gave me a clipboard and said I need to write everything now. I was never told I would wake up in these circumstances. It was certainly upsetting and frightening.

I tell you all this to say at some point days had turned into weeks, and with the many complications, setbacks, weight loss, and weakness I was experiencing I was to the point of hopelessness with my strength drained and my spirit devastated. It was at this point that one night in my darkest hour I requested ministerial services and got with a volunteer chaplain from a local church that was on duty that night and discussed about how I felt and he prayed with me and for me and I just had this wonderful inner peace and just gave it into God’s hands and I was ready to die, I was expecting to die.

I was exhausted and washed up and had given up hope and I figured I would end up in a hospice and die. I figured I would be transferred in a day or so and in four or five days I would be dead.

But God said no, God had other plans, God had his plans for me and brought me home. His plans are not my plans and his ways are not my ways, he is the master planner so I don’t question it. And believe me, I don’t think I am anything special or that I should have special treatment, and I don’t know or fully understand why God spared me I just Praise God for his Grace and Mercy.

It made me think about a poem that has been around a long time. “Foot Prints In The Sand”

Foot Prints in The Sand

One night a man had a dream.

He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord.

Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.

For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand:

one belonging to him, and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him,

he looked back at the footprints in the sand.

He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints.

He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.

This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it.

"Lord, You said that once I decided to follow you,

You'd walk with me all the way.

But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life,

there is only one set of footprints.

I don't understand why, when I needed you most, you would leave me."

The Lord replied,

"My son, My precious child, I love you and I would

never leave you. During your times of trial and

suffering, when you see only one set of footprints,

it was then that I Carried You."

Carolyn Carty, 1963

The Lord carries us in our most difficult and trying times of our life it surly applies here.

If this can be applied it surely happened to me in this situation.

I sincerely believe the Holy Spirit was involved in this situation also interceding for me which I cover further on in this account of my most trying situation.

Amazingly after that everything was a blur but the good folks at the hospital managed to get me to where I could be released to a rehab hospital, where I spent 10 more days before coming home I don’t know how I made it except for God’s intervention and mercy, and the Holy Spirit’s intercession for me speaking for me when I couldn’t. When I got home from the rehab hospital I continued reading a daily devotional book I had been reading each day and the one day it covered the subject of how the Holy Spirit speaks for us, through us when we can't do it for ourselves and they explained it so well that it suddenly struck me, that’s what happened to me in the hospital. That’s part of the reason I got out of the hospital and came home. The Holy Spirit interceding on my behalf.

And the bible says in Romans 8:26 Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groaning’s which cannot be uttered. I couldn't utter my groanings and troubles during this time and what I was going through, I was so weak and just felt hopeless, I was hopeless. I couldn’t help myself, I didn’t know what to do, and even if I did I couldn't do it. I was in a helpless situation depending on my nurses. So I just know the Holy Spirit was there with me speaking for me.

It was sometime after getting home and reading about the Holy Spirit in the devotional book just what the Bible says as stated above I was more interested as time went on about this truth of the Holy Spirit being our intercessor. I came across a program on the internet. It is a television show In Beattyville Kentucky called WLJC for call letters standing for (Wonderful Lord Jesus Christ) that has amateur and local talents and churches performing christian music live on TV 5 nights a week and there are many previously recorded programs on YouTube.

So I started listening to recorded programs on YouTube and came across this young girl Named Ashley Duncan performing. Her mother was accompanying. That is where I heard the most moving song related to my hospital experience by Ashley “Pray Through Me Holy Spirit”.

Please check out this video of Ashley Duncan and her mother.

The show is an hour and a half long with mostly Ashley singing and her mother accompanying her mostly vocally.

There is a short segment's of Bible reading and prayer in the beginning and

in the middle as they take a short break and at the end.

But.

The music starts at about the 9:50 minute mark.

And ends at 46:25 for the first half of the show.

The first half of this show is so inspiring to me.

This first half is Golden in my memory in light of my experience.

But, I find the second half inspiring too.

It starts out uneventful with the first song with Ashley singing and her mom on the piano

and to me the song is good but you will find it only gets better from here.

But the second song Ashley sings is a little more upbeat and you can tell she is really

getting inspired and involved in her music and the joy of the message.

At about the 21 minute mark Ashley takes over the piano and plays and sings and

the way I describe it is she is one with the piano and one with her music and deeply inspired in the music and the word, totally focused on nothing but the music and the piano.

And from there she goes nonstop to the middle show break.

And the song that is so special to me is at the end of the first half of the show.

“Pray Through Me Holy Spirit” And the Holy Spirit did pray through me and Touched the Throne of God for Me and interceded for me in my time of trouble. The Holy Spirit interceded and God had mercy on me.

I have tears running every time I watch it.

“Pray Through Me Holy Spirit” Starts at the 38 minute mark in the video.

“Touch the Throne of God for me Today, When I Don’t Have the Words to Say”

Ashley sings this song like she has experienced her own sufferings and has cried out to the Holy Spirit for help and interceding. Though such a young girl at that time you would not think she has been through such a thing but she sings with her heart in it.

This is a once and done performance event, in all her other music events that I found and watched later I have not seen her this involved or inspired

I have not seen her with this amount of oneness with the music and piano. Below is a link to the program and also the words to the song that stands out and has extra special meaning for me.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S-bxCAY79RA

The words are of the song are--

Pray Through Me

Verse 1:

At times I've been so burdened,

I didn't know how to pray.

Through my tears I struggled,

just to find the words to say.

Confused and frustrated

no matter how hard I tried,

until I found the answer,

and from my heart I cried.

Chorus:

Pray through me, Holy Spirit

Pray through me, when I'm weak.

Touch the throne of God for me, today..

When I don't have the words to say...

Pray through me

Verse 2:

I have learned the secret,

there's power in my prayer,

It can pull down in a moment,

the strongholds that are there.

Now I become dependent,

when I'm driven to my knees,

that you are ever-present,

to intercede for me.

Bridge:

Demons tremble,

every mountain crumbles,

when the Spirit intercedes.

There is no enemy, that I can't defeat,

When I'm down on my on my knees

Chorus:

Pray through me, Holy Spirit

Pray through me, when I'm weak.

Touch the throne of God for me, today..

When I don't have the words to say...

Pray through me

So I just know the holy spirit prayed through me and for me and I sincerely believe touched the throne of God for me for if anyone is capable of that it is surely the Holy Spirit.

This is my story and I am confident in God our creator, His Son our Savior Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit our Comforter and Intercessor to deliver us to the day of Redemption.

In closing Referencing Hershey Hospital In Hershey, PA I want to give special recognition to the many highly skilled doctors, nurses, and other technicians and every single person whom God provided and put in my life who got me through this most trying experience. To the respiratory therapists who took care of my trach and breathing. To the physical therapists. To the gal that made sure I was bathed and clean and had fresh bed clothes and hospital gown. She was so skilled changing out my hospital gown around all those tubes and lines I had hooked to me. I especially thank the floor nurses that were right there on the floor taking care of me every day and actually living it with me. Taking care of my every need and making sure I was comfortable. And taking care of my most basic things I needed done when I was just too weak to do it. One big reason I wrote this was for my therapy and to have a record while I could still remember some details. But an even bigger reason for writing of my experience was to let others know that no matter how sick, beat up, weak, distraught, depressed and at the end of your rope you are don’t stop, don’t despair, and NEGU (Never Ever Give Up). God is not done with you yet. I was at my weakest, most despaired and lost hope state I had ever been in my life, beyond description with no hope in sight from my perspective and I found God was not done with me yet. It is now well over three years since I went through this and got through it By the Grace of God and his Mercy.

May the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ,

The love of God,

And the fellowship of the Holy Spirit,

Be with you all.

Take care, God Bless-Russ

I had a lumpectomy this past April and had three lymph nodes taken out. The lymph nodes were fine. The cancerous lump was around 1" in size and was a triple positive. After a bunch of research and a divine encounter I said NO to radiation and NO to chemo. The doctors wanted me to do chemo for 12 rounds. I started seeing a Naturopath and a Nutrionist. The Naturopath told me that every woman she was treating was deficient in Vitamin D and for me to get that level checked. Turns out I too was Vit D deficient. A lack of Vit D has been linked to cancer including increasing the risk of aggressive cancers. Being deficient in Iodine and Vit E is also linked to breast cancers. In addition to checking my vitamins and minerals I started to eat a more vegetable diet and stayed away from foods that would contribute to the positive proteins.

Is anyone else out there doing a natural/alternative approach instead of radiation and chemo???? I would love to have someone else to talk with. I feel great and have set my body up to NOT be a good environment for cancer. 

Thanks for your input!

I'm new to CSN. About me. I was diagnosed with DCIS 2002. I rejected the standard of care, chemo, radiation, or HRT. I believed I was 52 years old, when the doctor suggested breast removal in 2005. At that time my husband and I was on our 33rd year of marriage, so I rejected breast removal for now, maybe I was a little selfish and vain and wanted to keep my breast for now. So, after some breast changes, I asked my husband in 2017 what did he think about my left breast removal. He said it's my body and that whatever I decided he would support me. Then I asked him, what if I decide to have both breasts removed and no reconstruction, how would you feel. My husband said I marry you, your breast was a plus, but I fell in love with you and that will always be true. I melted like butter in sunlight and cried of course, still rejecting the doctor standard of care, no chemo, radiation or HRT. My husband passed 2019 gone to be with God, our Creator and LORD, he had end stage renal kidney disease. God gave me the strength and courage to take care of my loving husband, and I thank God for His love and tender care He gave to us. Now October 2025 this past week I was told the cancer had metastasize to my lung, Stage 4. I'm well and have decided to do the same as many times before. I rejected the doctor standard of care. I was told without treatment maybe I'll survive 6 months, if I let them treat me, with letrozole and xgeva maybe 5 years. My trust always been in God and His Word. I will always trust His grace and mercy. With the help of God's Comforter, all is well with my soul. I needed to talk and search the web and click on CSN. Thank you for the opportunity to write. God bless and touch all who read this with His love, grace, and healing.

HAPPY HOLY WEEK

“Christ is risen! He is risen indeed, alleluia!”

Easter Week (also known as Holy Week or the Passion Week) commemorated each day of remembering Christ’s journey to the cross, His suffering, and His rising from the tomb. The death of Jesus on the cross was not the end but the beginning. A new beginning and a hope and promise to everyone

“Christ is risen! He is risen indeed, alleluia!”

This week and this day called Easter we celebrate the death, burial, and resurrection of Jesus Christ.

After 3 days he rose from the dead winning eternal life for all and conquering death and the grave.

His victory over the grave extends to all to take advantage of…Whosoever will…And it shall come to pass, that whosoever shall call on the name of the Lord shall be saved.

[we do not want you to] grieve as others do who have no hope. For since we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so, through Jesus, God will bring with him those who have fallen asleep . . . For the Lord, himself will descend from heaven with a cry of command, with the voice of an archangel, and with the sound of the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive, who are left, will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air, and so we will always be with the Lord. Therefore encourage one another with these words

“He is risen!”

“He is risen, indeed!”

“He is risen, indeed!”

So happy Easter to everyone as we celebrate Easter and the promise of eternal life through the sacrifice of our Lord Jesus Christ…rabbits and eggs are not the reason for this season.

Wishing You All The Best

Take Care, God Bless

Russ

I hope this message finds you in moments of peace and strength. Today, I want to extend an invitation to all of you - an invitation to come together as a family, to unite our spirits in prayer, and to create a platform where miracles happen.

In this battle against cancer, we often face moments of fear, doubt, and uncertainty. But it is in these times that the power of togetherness can truly work wonders. When we join hands and lift our voices in prayer, we create a powerful force that can transcend the limitations of our individual struggles.

I am living proof of the miracles that can happen when we come together in prayer. Through God's grace and the support of my friends, I have been blessed with the gift of life, despite the challenges I have faced. And now, I wish to extend that same opportunity to each and every one of you.

I believe wholeheartedly that through our collective prayers, we can find solace, strength, and healing. Together, we can uplift one another, offering comfort and support during our darkest moments. We can share our burdens, hopes, and dreams, knowing that we are not alone in this journey.

I invite you, my dear warriors, to set aside a dedicated time each day, or perhaps once a week, to gather together as a family of survivors and fighters. Create a space where we can openly share our fears, joys, and triumphs, and join our hearts in prayer for one another. Let us offer gratitude for the progress we have made, pray for healing and strength, and ignite the flame of hope within our souls.

Whether you choose to gather physically or embrace the power of virtual connections, know that our intentions and faith intertwine to create a divine synergy. It is through this unity that miracles happen, transforming lives, and illuminating the path towards brighter days.

Remember, dear ones, that each of our journeys is unique, but we are bound by a shared spirit of resilience and hope. Together, let us celebrate the milestones we achieve, no matter how small they may seem, and support one another as we navigate the complexities of this journey.

In the embrace of prayer, we find not only solace but also the unwavering presence of God. It is through His grace and our collective faith that we find the strength to persevere, to defy odds, and to live each day to its fullest.

Please accept my humble invitation to join hands and hearts, as we embark on this sacred journey of prayer together. Let us be a testament to the power that lies within us, as miracles unfold in our lives and the lives of those we hold dear.

With love, faith, and eternal hope,

Alphonce Otieno

A Cancer Survivor

This Blood

So I come to tell you He's alive

To tell you that He dries

Every tear that falls

So I come to tell you that He saves

To shout and to proclaim

That He's coming back for you

Take Care, God Bless-Russ

Ken’s life changed abruptly in December of 2002. He explained, “2002 was one of the best in my life, and I expected 2003 would be even better. And maybe it was better, but not in the way I could have ever imagined, and surely not in a way I would have chosen.” Before a scheduled knee surgery, he had preliminary testing done and his X-rays reports came back with a possibility of lung cancer.

At the time of his cancer diagnosis, Ken was given less than a year to live by some doctors, but Ken’s reaction was to allow the disease to take him into new avenues of service and ministry he never would have supposed imaginable.

After a few years, “my son, Bill, who was now running our film company, said that I should consider going to Israel and videotaping a video series on the 23rd Psalm. After telling the story of others for decades, I am thrust into a new arena where the opportunity is given to tell my own story. But, what are my qualifications? I am struck with cancer. It is advanced with little prospect for survival. And my calling is to take material I have taught in the past and apply it to the life of the cancer patient. The Psalm 23 Reflection series is born.”

Ken Says--

After fighting cancer for over eight years, Ken says, “I have been privileged to live an unusually full life. I have had extraordinary blessings, travels, opportunities, ministries, freedom, and honors, so, in all honesty, I do not feel like I can in good conscience ask for more. I am content to leave it in God’s hands. I am a servant of a faithful master whom I trust more than I trust myself. Surely goodness and mercy have followed me and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”

Ken Curtis Quotes

One day I woke up dreaming about going back to the time before I had cancer.

And then I realized I did not have to give cancer more than it’s due.

Because cancer’s like a wicked thief that broke into my house to find money,

jewelry, and other valuables.

But that thief misses so much.

My books, my pictures, my written journals in which I preserve cherished reflections,

these the thief leaves untouched.

They’re some of the most precious valuables.

And I came to realize that there are things in life that cancer simply cannot reach.

Maybe it can ravage the body, but it has no claim on the soul.

Ken Curtis

And this is the place I’d like to say how appreciative I am for a man who showed me

that goodness and love does follow us.

He could have looked at things differently, he could have become very bitter.

His uncle had saved up to put him through college, but as a youth he thought he knew it all.

He left school when he was 14, and later went back to school nights and self-educated himself.

He was fortunate to get a good woman for a wife, but they lost their first child Billy

when he was only 8 years old when he got hit by a New York to Boston express train.

Then in her prime his wife died a prolonged death from cancer.

To pay for the medical bills he got involved in a business that went broke.

And then he lost a second wife to cancer, and I could go on and on.

He did end up as an officer in a major corporation and did work until his mid eighties.

But the setbacks that he experienced never made him cynical.

Every single day of his adult life he began on his knees giving thanks to God.

In the midst of all that life threw at him he still knew and found that goodness and love

followed him.

And I know this is all true because that man was my father.

Ken Curtis

Starting 1/7/20 New Metro Atlanta Support Group will be meeting every Tuesday evening 7pm-8pm (along with school schedule-not open when school is out)

Available for all cancer patients, no caregivers (caregivers has a seperate group that meets at the same time)

2564 McCullum Sharpsburg Rd. Newnan GA 30265

https://wol.jw.org/en/wol/d/r1/lp-e/2016082

I will use myself as an example and pretend I am speaking with someone else who is asking the questions. If this post gets your interest you can use yourself and ask yourself the same of similar questions. The method may take a while, a long while.

"Who are you?" "I'm Christy." "Christy is your name. Are you your name?" "No" "Keep going who are you?" "I'm an avid movie goer." "Watching movies is a hobby. Are you your hobbies?" "No" "Keep going who are you?" "I'm a (insert political party here)" "Those are your politcal affiliations. Are you your politcal affiliations? "No" "Keep going, who are you?" "I'm my sisters sister. I'm my mothers daughter" "Those are titles given to you. Are you a title?" "No" "Keep going, who are you?" "I can't pin it down. I don't know who I am. I'm no one." "If you are no one who is it that is speaking to me?" "Everyone and everything."

In reality the conversation takes much longer than that as your mind fights to construct a new identity each time the old one is torn down but that is how the process works over all. Some people might have misgivings at the loss of self itendity and if so that's okay. No one is forcing you to give up your identity. It's just an option and again I am affiliacted with no one religion and I make no money off of any of this. I'm not trying to convert anyone either. I just felt the urge to post this here as a reminder of who I am.

Christy

Hondo   

I was going to die.  Then I didn't, and I haven't.  I am using and treating every day that I have as a gift; a chance to help others see the amazing works of The Lord!  !!GLORY TO GOD!!

   Now to the point of Cancer and Death.  How can one accept cancer and turn a negative experience into a positive one?  Well, if you cannot accept death, you cannot accept or look positively at your cancer experience.  Death is merely a marker between birth and the end time, and like all of life, needs to be celebrated.  If you cannot celebrate life, you cannot celebrate death.  Each day is a moment of awe, love, experience, and change.  Living totally in the moment teaches one the meaning of “being” and gratitude.  Your undisciplined mind will cause you immense suffering.  If you simply allow the mind (ego) to control your life, you will surely suffer.  If you learn to stay out of the mind and into “what is” you will find peace.  So the purpose of this post is to offer suggestion of teachings that have helped me and millions of others to find Peace in this life.

IF you decide to start this inner journey to Enlightenment, here are some teachings that have been monumental to me.  I suggest this first:

https://www.amazon.com/Heal-Your-Body-Louise-Hay-ebook/dp/B00DW7VLS8/ref=sr_1_5?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1483854283&sr=1-5&refinements=p_27%3ALouise+Hay

This was written 60 years ago and is an affirmation of all that I have been taught by my many spiritual teachers.  It is also about  healing cancer.

For me the graduate source is Eckhart Tolle.  The Power of Now is a synopsis of the teaching that changed my life, after I got to the point of,”  My life sucks, I have to change”

http://www.audible.com/pd/Religion-Spirituality/The-Power-of-Now-Audiobook/B002V0PN36?mkwid=DSAINTTitle_dc&pcrid=158258695674&pmt=b&pkw=_intitle%3Aaudiobook&source_code=GO1GBSH07271690CB&cvosrc=ppc%20dynamic%20search.google.634950925&cvo_crid=158258695674&cvo_pid=33581432409&gclid=CL3To53tsdECFdAHKgodTYkJwQ

If just ONE person decides today to take the first step toward enlightenment, My mission is accomplished. 

Love, Swami Rakendra

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I guess this is just another one of the many side effects of radiation.

Stay warm everyone

Tim

Tim