Disposition Form Letter
I was very worried about Frank and knew his last letter to me was so out of character for him. Frank seemed to have lost all of his inward fight to depression. I prayed that God would touch Frank with His loving hands, pull him out of the depths of depression and mend his body. The next letter Frank typed on a Disposition Form. It shows his resilience and God’s hand in answering my prayers. I will try to put it in here as much like the original as I can but I do not know how to do form letters on the website. This letter was typed so I will not italicize it. DISPOSITION FORM...
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