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About cillawhit1

In 1996, I was seriously attacked by three Rottweiler's. I value each day as a new treasure and gift from God. I have worked with children as a Daycare Director, Teacher's Assistant and Teacher for over 30 years. In 2012, a Great Blue Heron came to visit a pond in my backyard. I was so fascinated at his beauty and I took hundreds of pictures of him. I wrote a simple story to share with the little girls I babysit. When my friends and family saw my story they encouraged me to get it published. I contacted a hybrid publisher and they agreed to publish my book. Mr. Blue was released April 19, 2013.

Hurry Jesus, Hurry!

      This morning I see a father running frantically through the streets looking and asking everyone he comes into contact with if they have seen Jesus.  Finally, he is told where he can find Jesus but he will have to travel outside the city gates and up into the hills.

Dad- (Upon seeing Jesus) Jesus!  Please come immediately, my daughter has died but if you get there quickly, you can revive her.

(Hurry Jesus, Hurry!)

Jesus starts down the road with the dad and all of his disciples.

(There is a woman approaching.  She has been bleeding for 12 years.  She is not allowed within the city and has been outcast.)

Woman- (Thinks to herself) If I can sneak up and touch his clothes, I will be healed.  No one will even notice.  (She touches Jesus clothes.)

Jesus- (Stops) Who touched me?

Dad- Are you nuts?  look at the crowd around you.  Hurry we need to go!

Jesus- (Waits)

Woman- Jesus it was me but I didn’t mean to get in the way.

Jesus- (Smiles at the Woman) Daughter, your faith has healed you.

Woman- She is jubilant.  (Not only has the bleeding stopped, she is being called daughter by the King of Kings.  She has been healed physically and emotionally.)

Dad- Can we please go now!

Jesus- Sure!  Sometimes I am a little slow at answering your request. As you see, there are other stops along the way I need to address.

(The pace has slowed but everyone continues to this synagogue leader’s home where there is a circus of hired mourners.)

Jesus- The girl isn’t dead, she is just sleeping.

Mourners-  (Laugh and Jeer at Jesus! )

Jesus- (Kicks out the mourners and takes the girls hand.)

Daughter- She opens her eyes and smiles up at her dad and Jesus.

(Two women were given a new start with their families!)  Matthew 9

Really?

I went to get fingerprinted today.  When I clicked on Race, this popped up:

Asian or Pacific Islander

Black

American Indian or Alaskan Native

Unknown

White (Includes Mexicans and Latinos)

So when did we decide that Mexican’s and Latinos were no longer as separate race?  Why do we do this racial profiling anyway?