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 Ever since my experience with my Angels I never knew how I fit into this world.  They didn’t give me much of a message except an understanding of God’s grace.  THAT I understand.  It’s not the same understanding I would find in a group.  In fact I’ve given thought to wearing a monk’s robe with a cross.  I bought one once thinking I might wear it all the time, but it looked stupid.  

I don’t wear suits and ties, but feel more comfortable in shorts and a T-shirt.  I have a collection of tropical shirts I wear once in a while, but really shorts and a T-shirt is my everyday outfit.  But as to how I fit into this world, I’d say I don’t.  But I married the right woman.  She understands.  But I don’t feel understood except by her.  

Sometimes I think I am to be some kind of influencer for my Angels, but I don’t believe I can do this.  I just work on one person at a time.  Or maybe two or three.  Otherwise I spend a lot of time by myself and limit my social networking to just FB and nothing else.  But a few at a time is best for me.  

I understand the Grace of my Angels for myself very well.  But how this understanding translates to others is nebulous at best.  I am to sit quietly and wait for the next step.  Otherwise I do what I do and move on.  But I spend a lot of time by myself.  And while I think I should be doing something, it seems I am to sit quietly and just work on me.  

My Angels told me smoking a pipe was up to me.  I connect with my Angels while smoking a pipe.  This morning it is my Dunhill pipe with some Bayou Night.  My coffee this morning is Cameron’s.  Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.

Papa Chasteen