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Grandpa’s hands

Hello God, it’s me, Mara:

Just sharing about a Grandpa, Lord:

Grandpa was ninety years old, sitting feebly on the patio bench. He didn’t move, he just sat there with his head down, staring at his hands. Granddaughter, Alexa, sat down beside him. He didn’t acknowledge her presence, making Alexia wonder if he was OK. Finally, not wanting to disturb him but wanting to check on him at the same time, she asked him if he was OK.

He raised his head and looked at her, smiled and said, “Yes, I’m fine, thanks for asking.”

“I didn’t mean to disturb you, Grandpa”, she said, “but you were just staring at y...


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