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yes, that’s it. God, I am really getting senile. :icon_e_confused: Hope I can keep my faculties together long enough to recognize Michael when he bams :errrr: :LolLolLolLol:
Bummer she has the url wrong...
Another interesting mention in the book is that Michael knew what his name meant and lived his life accordingly. He learned as a child the history of his name and believed it was his responsibility to take care of others and provide for their healing. He even told Michael Bearden (and I thought this was so sweet it made me teary) that because he was also a Michael meaning “Who is like God” they both had to be humble. He to him “we have to use our gifts together to help others figure out what their gifts are…” After reading this book I feel so much better to know that Michael after returning to America did NOT live as a recluse. He was out and about everywhere, sometimes without disguise. He did a lot of things and visited a lot of places. He gave and gave and gave and most without ceremony. He was/is just made of that fabric. He is in the 99 percentile where few people reside when it comes to his talents, his compassion, perseverance, working to achieve, and love for all living things. He cared by design.