That was a blast, and sheer grace. I did my presentation for the Hospice. I make myself laugh. It went very well. I cannot deny the overwhelming sense God is immersed within my Hospice efforts. It was a telltale sign with John the Hermit that he spoke against my volunteering effort, attempting to convince me deep contemplatives did not spread themselves so thin, positive I sought only sweet consolations. I am humbled how easily and articulate I spoke to the group. I talked  with a joy and love that was genuine. God has guided me into service of my brothers and sisters in a way that provides comfort and solace for myself.  What a treasure he laid upon my life through my Hospice endeavors. I will chuckle. The woman who followed me opened by saying, ‘oh my gosh, how do I follow that?’  I am humbled.