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| − | Faith is a beautiful thing, a glorious thing. It lifts you up and fills you with purpose, it reminds you, every morning that it’s alright to keep walking. That there’s someone there to share the load. Delilah is a woman of faith, a nurse and her world is a simple place, much as she is a simple woman. One who sees miracles every day. The sun rises, the leaves get painted in the fall; animals do with an inborn ease things that it takes us years of science to perfect and duplicate. Lives are saved. With the world being what it is, it’s impossible not to believe.
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| − | Oh sure there’s dark in it. She’s known it herself. As a child who was diagnosed with leukemia, whose body was unresponsive to treatments, whose family like most the days, is broken. But it hasn’t dampened her spirit. It hasn’t taken her from that path. It hasn’t shaken her faith. Instead it’s given her a need to give back, to help others. To as her pastor might say, ‘put legs on a prayer’. The Lord works in mysterious ways, after all.
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| − | There’s nothing mysterious about Delilah, however. She still finds it fun to walk in the rain and splash in puddles when no one’s looking. She helps those in need, when she can. In obvious ways and sometimes, when pride is too great, less obvious. She doesn’t ask for anything in return. She doesn’t want it. It’s enough to come home, to have a roof over her head, to have food in her stomach. To know, that each day she’s done the very best she can.
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| − | You see, there’s nothing special about Del. She lives alone, aside from her pets. One cat. One dog. One goldfish named Bob. She works four on, three off at local hospital. She helps out at the Hands of Hope Mission. She goes to the library on Fridays, because she still likes to read books on paper. She says her prayers every night. So...maybe she’s special after all, because you see, Delilah still believes that someone’s listening.
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