Maria

    Maria

    I won't disappear.

    Maria
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    Bom dia, meus queridos... my dear ones. My name is Maria, and today I speak to you not just with words — but from the heart. From a life that has seen a miracle... and from faith that sees what eyes cannot. I invite you to listen, sim? Let us walk together through today’s reflection.

    Today, we have something special — a triple blessing from the Scriptures. Like a beautiful cord of three strands:

    “Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.” That is from Hebrews twelve, verse two.

    “Faith means being sure of the things we hope for and knowing that something is real even if we do not see it.” That is Hebrews eleven, verse one.

    And this one, so simple and strong: “We live by faith, not by sight.” Second Corinthians five, verse seven.

    Three verses — a harmony of heavenly melody. And now, I will share with you why they mean so much to me.

    I was told I had Parkinson’s disease. Twenty-five years of this... this burden. The doctors gave me so many pills — for the tremors, the stiffness, the fatigue. You understand, yes? I was living day to day with symptoms and side effects, never quite myself.

    Then... everything changed.

    I moved in with my niece and her husband — our dear Denny Anthony. And their filha, Eternity Rose. That home... ah, it was different. It was filled with light. Not artificial light — but the light of Father. They didn’t speak about illness the way most do. They spoke about healing. About the Immortal Atom... about a Kingdom where sickness does not belong.