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Fran Lafferty

Fran Lafferty

I shall yet learn, and grow beyond the immaturity of adulthood. I shall again laugh, and learn the wisdom of a child.

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Mar 16

Hello, Father.
Thank you for helping me through the agony of last night — probably Salmonella poisoning from eating “runny yolk” eggs — with my insides rapidly evacuating my body from both ends at the same time. 🙁 I do not dare eat, and I feel too weak to do much of anything right now. Yet I have much to be thankful for! My new laptop and its backpack are scheduled to be delivered tomorrow, so it looks like I WILL be able to continue to work, even while I am homeless — yay!! 😀 Thank you for helping me learn new edible plants every day almost, and thank you for making my mind sharp enough to learn both natural and technological skills, Father. Truly you have blessed me greatly! Please help me to use the abilities you have given me wisely and for your glory and purpose, Lord. Help me not to be discouraged by my situation, but rather to keep finding the things in it that I can sincerely be grateful for. Thank you for giving me such a love of learning — and thank you for my crazy, seemingly contradictory appreciation of both nature and high tech, lol! Despite facing food poisoning and the loss of nearly everything I own, I still have so very, very much to be grateful for — things that no man and no financial crisis can take away. Thank you, Faithful Shepherd!! 🙂

Job 13:15 KJV

Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own ways before him.

Psalm 139:13-18 ERV

You formed the way I think and feel. You put me together in my mother’s womb. 
I praise you because you made me in such a wonderful way. I know how amazing that was! 
You could see my bones grow as my body took shape, hidden in my mother’s womb. 
You could see my body grow each passing day. You listed all my parts, and not one of them was missing. 
Your thoughts are beyond my understanding. They cannot be measured! 
If I could count them, they would be more than all the grains of sand. But when I finished, I would have just begun. 

Father, you see everywhere I’ve been and where I am right now. You know that my own mother obeyed her husband’s instructions to not get attached to me, to assume I would die very young, and you saw how he used my body to pay his social and financial debts. You see the softness of my heart toward all, how I would not wish to be avenged and do not wish any harm to anything or anyone. And you also see the stubborn places in my heart where I feel I cannot trust people beyond hearing all my words and knowing most of my thoughts. I thank you for making me like an open book, revealing my innermost thoughts to whomever may read them, and I ask you to use each of my websites — and any upcoming YouTube channels and other websites and whatever else you have me create in the coming years — to always be of some benefit to visitors and viewers and readers. I ask nothing for myself other than to be found faithful to you and for my loved ones to know FREEDOM and closeness with you, Lord. And it does appear that we truly do need a working vehicle if we are to be homeless, Lord. But I completely trust you to provide for ALL our needs! Amen! 😀


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