There’s always something to do—even after vocational life ends and paychecks stop coming. My to-dos will only truly end when my body is laid to rest. But I won’t end there; I will live on in Eternity.
I’ve realized in my later years how quickly
human beings are gone—and how easily we’re forgotten. That’s why I’m writing
these memories. My children and grandchildren keep saying, “Write those
stories, Dad/Papa!” So here they are.
I call them God-stories because they’re more than
just memories; they’re glimpses of the eternal, meant to live on with me. Maybe
you’ll find them a bit interesting, too. Let’s begin!
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