Good morning patriots! In spite of the pain, I'm still alive. I celebrated another birthday yesterday by myself. I now have my next neck injection appointment scheduled. God is good! Thank you for your prayers, please keep them coming!
05:26 AM - Nov 06, 2025
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Jim Blair
@zanookie
06 November, 11:43
In response Myra Raney to her Publication
Happy Birthday still lifting you up in prayer
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Ultra Maga North Carolina Patriot
@Godismysavior777
06 November, 10:08
In response Myra Raney to her Publication
Happy Birthday Myra and many prayers
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06 November, 05:46
In response Myra Raney to her Publication
Happy Birthday! May your pain be gone soon!
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Depp0 0128
@Peter0128
06 November, 05:40
In response Myra Raney to her Publication
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Go To The Limits Of Your Longing
Rainer Maria Rilke
translation by Joanna Macy + Anita Barrows
"God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.
Flare up like a flame
and make big shadows I can move in.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don’t let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me your hand."
Book of Hours, I 59
Go To The Limits Of Your Longing
Rainer Maria Rilke
translation by Joanna Macy + Anita Barrows
"God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.
Flare up like a flame
and make big shadows I can move in.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don’t let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me your hand."
Book of Hours, I 59
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