While I was taking a shower a moment ago, I thought of
someone whom I barely knew from half a century ago. I can’t account for the
thought since I’m doubtful she and I ever exchanged two words.
(name omitted)
She was a lovely young lady, and as I recall she was not
only a classmate in our local high school, one or two years older than me, but
she was a member of our church youth group.
Funny, how faces and names occasionally come to us at the
most unexpected times.
For lack of any other contact or intervention,
… I prayed for her.
By William McDonald, PhD. Excerpt from "(Mc)Donald's Daily Diary" Vol. 6
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