Met a patient who shared that when he was three years old, his face was
torn by a mean dog. The dog tore his face up pretty bad, and the only
thing that saved him was the fact that his mother had put a fur collar around
his neck preventing the dog from cutting his juggler vein. After that
time, he was a shadow in public hiding from others. He grew up to join
the navy. His ship was blown out of the water, and he awoke nine days
later in Guam. All his friends had perished in the blow up or disappeared. He
married a women, and realized that he wanted to change and be
happy. He began to smile all the time and started telling jokes, It
really changed him and people noticed how different he was. He shared
that he talked with God but did not know if he was going to heaven. I
told him that he could know.
When I walked into another man's room today, he said he was glad to see
someone from heaven. He said he had lost his brother two days ago.
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