And a Great Gettin' up Mornin' to ya! Like I said in our last Coffee Break, so much is happening even as I write that it's hard to keep up. Grab that cup of good really dark roasted coffee, maybe a "vitamin" or two, and let's not waste any time getting started today.
Greetings, Solutions, Salutations, and Good Morning, Good Morning, Good Morning! We're back home in Sunnyside, Washington after nearly three weeks of travel. Those of you who are individual subscribers to these Coffee Breaks will have received K-E XXVI while we were still in Canada.
I am Curt Atkinson and I live in Florida. I am 70 years old and live alone. I had everything wrong with me. Between my back, my legs, and hips I just couldn't get up and go nor sit up too long, but I tried as best as I could. I was in terrible physical shape and a little mental I hate to admit, and I needed prayer so bad. I've had two heart attacks and two strokes and diabetes and rheumatoid arthritis. 911 have picked me up four times since April of '98. It seemed like I was just going back and forth to the hospital.
his series has stretched out longer than I would have expected, and yet there is probably a lot more revelation that we could explore. My expectation is that Holy Spirit will continue to unveil the truth of this revelation to all of you, and that the mindset of death will be canceled within you.
A couple weeks ago, I quoted a statement that I’ve heard on numerous occasions during the past weeks. One of the oft-used phrases I’ve heard from both a dentist and a medical doctor in the past few weeks is, “Your health begins in your mouth.”
When I wrapped up last week, I told you that I had a story to share with you. This story relates directly to the experience I had at the age of seven when Jesus appeared at my bedside and began to lay out His plan and purpose for my life.
Many of you know that I had to visit the dentist to have seven teeth extracted. A few weeks ago, my normal dentist removed two teeth, but discovered that the infection under the teeth was so severe that she had to spend a couple hours with major removal of cysts that were growing into the bone.
We wrapped up last week with my comments concerning the medical profession. Guess I need to clarify a bit. Two of our daughters work in health care. Our oldest son was born under the care of one of my cousins, who was a medical doctor.