No words in any language can express the overwhelming sense of gratitude one gets from living for a period in earthly purgatory, on death’s door and then returning to almost normal living. To experience an intimacy with God that didn’t seem humanly possible before. I think the liberated from the Nazi death camps understand the feeling. And then to have raised five wonderful children and to have such a good wife and to live in such a beautiful place. Why am I so blessed? I hope everyone is overwhelmed with the gratitude that I feel in this early Thanksgiving morning.
J. Michael Jones 
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