Finally got dad to the doctor. He has pneumonia. The doctor wanted him to go to the hospital but he refused.

Mom got upset because dad told the doctor it was her fault he was sick. Said she kept the house too hot. The truth is he won't let her run the heater much because the electric bill will be too high. I try to explain to mom that she shouldn't take what he says to heart. I know it's hard, she is with him twenty four hours a day. And he is a disagreeable person. More so since he has gotten older.

I have heard a beautiful song this christmas season, Breath of Heaven. I consider it more than a christmas song. It touches my soul. It is a song I will listen to all year. I hope you will enjoy it also.

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Hold up my goings in thy paths, that my footsteps slip not. I have called upon thee, for thou wilt hear me, O God: incline thine ear unto me, and hear my speech. Shew thy marvellous lovingkindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand them which put their trust in thee from those that rise up against them. Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,

Psalm 17:5-8