The second person I need to thank, is Jesus Christ, my Savior. (The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost make up the Trinity, our Triune God.)
As I said yesterday, He saved me when I was only 5 years old. At a library story time!! No drag queen story hour nonsense back then. Thank God!
Hebrews 2:3 How shall we escape, if we neglect so great salvation; which at the first began to be spoken by the Lord, and was confirmed unto us by them that heard him;
Ephesians 1:3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ:
After all, without Him, I would not be here. (Neither would anything else.)
Genesis 1:1King James Version
1 In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.
He gave me life.
Psalm 22:10I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly.
Job 31:15Did not he that made me in the womb make him? and did not one fashion us in the womb?
He gave me a family.
Ephesians 3:15Of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named.
He saved me when I was 5 years old.
Ephesians 2:8For bygrace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God:
He gave me a good brain.
Job 33:3My words shall be of the uprightness of my heart: and my lips shall utter knowledge clearly.
He gave me a husband, a faithful provider.
1 Corinthians 7:1-16 Now concerning the things whereof ye wrote unto me: It is good for a man not to touch a woman. Nevertheless, to avoid fornication, let every man have his own wife, and let every woman have her own husband. Let the husband render unto the wife due benevolence: and likewise also the wife unto the husband. ..
For years, all I wanted was a baby!! Everyone else in the family had one. Everyone had church had one. (Seemingly!) And I prayed, and prayed, just like Hannah. (The mother from the verse below.) So, when I found out I was pregnant, I was over the moon! God is so good to me. He gave me children!! Two wonderful girls, that made my heart overflow with joy!
1 Samuel 1:27For this child I prayed; and the Lord hath given me my petition which I asked of him:
Yes! This one is my real baby!! DD1
As a little girl, I always played school, with my toys, my brother, my aunts, cousins, my sister… whoever I could snag that would sit down for a few minutes!! I just knew that’s what I wanted to be, when I grew up. And God fulfilled that dream for me. And gave me my life’s purpose.
Ephesians 4:11And he gave some, apostles; and some, prophets; and some, evangelists; and some, pastors and teachers;
Actually this came even before I graduated High School!! I was a Sunday School teacher for the littles, 3-5. And later a Children’s Church teacher. And then, got a paying teaching job straight out of Bible College! Then, taught my babies. When they were a little older, I started subbing.
After Ranch Man(DH) and I were married, I taught Arts and Crafts to the mentally challenged, but only for 1 year. It was too much for me. Their physical challenges just overwhelmed me. (1 girl repeatedly banged her head on the table, day after day. Even a pillow under her head wouldn’t stop her. She just swept it onto the floor.)
Then, I began teaching public school again in 2003. Thank God for His mercy and goodness!
Psalm 236 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
In 2008, I had my 4th nervous breakdown, and left full time teaching for good.
In 2013, my precious little PP came along!! At 52, I was beginning to despair of having a grandbaby! lol Another little light of my life, and the 3rd joy of my life! I was a teaching Omie!!
2016 brought the debut of CC, and my heart grew 50 sizes!!
No, not the real CC, more’s the pity!
I love teaching these girls!! But not full time!! We craft, and read, and talk after school. I teach them Scripture songs, how to pray, and try to teach them to get along. Man! That sibling rivalry can get hot! Also, Pop and I are teaching them to go to church, and the importance of God in our lives.
Proverbs 17:6 Children’s children are the crown of old men; and the glory of children are their fathers.
(And this means “men” as in the human race!! Not just men, but women too!!)
Well, that’s not a complete listing of the reasons I love God, and thank Him. Every good thing in my life, is from God.
James 1:17Everygoodgift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.
Amen!! What do you thank God for?
I have 2 posts about God, since He is so overwhelmingly good!
1 In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.
And He loves me!!
John 3:16 King James Version
16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
And He speaks to us personally!!
Job 38 Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said, Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge? Gird up now thy loins like a man; for I will demand of thee, and answer thou me.
He has spoken to me many times. Never in an audible voice, but in my spirit. Every time I am awe struck. God Almighty, Creator of heaven and earth, talks to ME!!
He has a plan for my life.
Jeremiah 29:11 King James Version
11 For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.
Other versions translate it differently.
Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans that I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans for prosperity and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.
New American Standard Bible
Psalm 107:1
Thanks be to God!
1 Corinthians 15:57 But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
I could go on and on, but I know you don’t have all day!!
Come back tomorrow, for more thanksgiving!
Update: I ended up writing 2 about Father God! He’s so good to me!
Sadly, I’m all too aware of the devastation people suffer from domestic violence. My dad abused Mama, as well as my brother, and I.
Michelle, the baby, was his princess. So, she escaped. Plus, the fact that we 3 conspired to always protect her, as I’ve mentioned before. (In my previous blog.)
Then, my second husband, Bobby, was very emotionally and verbally abusive.
I thought he was the most handsome man in the world! IF you don’t, please don’t tell me!
Ok, back to Caralyn’s post, about Gabby Petito.
Here’s my comment;
“Dog usually gets his man. I have faith in him getting the job done. They don’t call him Dog for nuttin! I survived severe emotional, and verbal abuse in my second marriage. It’s awful to say, but I thank God he died of cancer shortly after our wedding. We had a total of 3 1/2 years together, but he was in jail for the middle 2 years of it. If he hadn’t died, I really dread to think of what the outcome would have been. But he got saved in jail, so I have confidence he’s in heaven. After his death, his adult son asked how I’d dealt with the physical abuse. I said, “WHAT??” He had abused physically all his other 5 wives. (Also a caution if he’s divorced 5 times! The only common denominator there is him!!) The first time he raised his fist to me, I told him I’d punch him in the stomach so hard, it would split him open, and I’d make sure he never got up again. I was 100 lbs, and 6 inches taller. Plus he’d been hit by a semi, so his guts were held together by surgical mesh. He thought about it for a second, went outside and punched a hole in our trailer siding. Thank God I never allowed myself to be physically abused. Probably because of my large size. But words still leave gaping wounds. They just aren’t visible. Women need to pay attention to their family’s reactions, and cautions! I didn’t, to my sorrow. If you dread introducing him to family, cuz you fear they won’t like him, PLEASE stop and think!! Your intuition has a good reason for that hesitancy!! And if your family is concerned, there’s good reasons for that too!! <3″
Also, I set a horrible example for my 2 girls. They saw how he treated me, and he yelled at them too. So, that behavior was normalized. Thank God, DD1 was aware he was wrong, and moved out after a little over a year.
Still, she was so horribly emotionally, and verbally abused by a boyfriend later, then her husband, she now has to deal with PTSD, as do I.
We need to show our children that being abused is wrong. They need to know we will always be there for them! As teens, we need to monitor their friends, and then romantic interests! Make sure you spend enough time around them as a couple, so that you can see warning signs, when they pop up.
Our daughters, nieces, cousins, friends, etc, need to know they don’t have to live like that!! There is help!! Of course, the best way is to never get in the situation in the first place. But, abusers usually are so slick, and charming, that we can’t see the demon under the surface!!
Please, if you are being abused, reach out!!
If you know someone is being abused, reach out to them. Offer help, and a safe space, love, and encouragement.
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I did just say girls. But one of Caralyn’s commenters chewed her about only talking about girls. Well, naturally she was talking about girls being abused, since she was discussing Gabby Petito. But, the mean person did have a point. Some boys/men are abused as well. I never knew that till I was an adult.
No person, big or small, male or female, should have to endure abuse of any kind. I wonder if that kind of loving world will ever exist. Human nature being what it is, I can’t see it ever happening.
PP has been repeatedly, and on the daily, declaring her intention to not leave this house. She is determined to live with us forever, despite her dad and the judge. Today, she said, “I don’t care if Daddy spanks me even, I’m not leaving.”
It breaks my heart!!
I just now saw the 2 faces in that shape. Do you see them??
But what can I do?? Legally, nothing.
I said, “Well, maybe I could make a doll of you, put a speaker in her, and you can talk thru your phone!” You should have seen the joy of hope that immediately shone out of her face! I instantly felt like a rat fink, for falsely raising her hopes like that. That was so wrong of me.
Shamefaced, I said, “Darlin, you know Omie couldn’t really make a doll like that, right?? I was just trying to help you think of something we could do. I’m so sorry. I wish a million times, that you could stay here too.
Her answer? “Try, Omie! Try!”
“Baby doll, I couldn’t make a doll that would fool your daddy for even 1 second. I don’t want to get you in trouble.” (I know him. He is very vindictive. But, since he won, DD1 and he did have an amicable conversation. So, maybe there is hope.)
I’ll just have to keep emphasizing that she’ll be back in 2 weeks, for a whole weekend. Every 2 weeks!! Also, we get half of school holidays!! And love her up, hug and kiss her as much as she craves, while she’s here. Both the girls, not just PP, but CC too. (Nothing at all like the pure torture of all last year. When he and his mother purposely kept the girls away from us, and would NOT let us take the girls off their property. That was just plain spitefulness, and to be hateful. DD1 is their mother!!)
And try to hold back my tears, till they drive away. I do not need to add the burden , and weight of my sorrow to hers.
Oh God!! Please let him get sick of playing daddy!! Let him willingly turn the girls back to our primary custody!! And/or go to jail!! Whichever would come first!!
Facet arthrosis is a degenerative spinal condition like arthritis in which bony enlargements, called osteophytes or bone spurs, grow and enlarge the facet joints.
Ok, so I already knew I have really severe back pain. Now, I know 1 more reason for it. It also says the pain gets worse when walking. So, when anyone doubts me, when I want to use a scooter, should I carry this report around with me, as a “Pain Passport”?? Rosemary gave me a scooter, but I don’t have a carrier, installed. So, the only way I can take it, is if DH loads it in his 12ft trailer. Very inconvenient for parking!! But, he doesn’t want a carrier to be put on his hitch, because he uses the trailer so often, to haul metal. DD1’s van is low to the ground, and we were given a manual carrier. I’m pretty sure it would work, once we got a trailer hitch.
The other problem is even getting the scooter out of the house, in the first place! lol The threshold is at least 3 inches above the sidewalk. So, I won’t just be driving off that cliff anytime soon! When Rosemary brought it to me, she put a board there, as a temp ramp. But we still had to put it in push mode. Then both of us were about to die from pain- just pushing it 4 inches!! The next time, when I tried to use the board, it broke. So waaahh, waaahh, waahh.
2. There is a lytic lesion seen in the L1 vertebral body measuring 1.5 cm extending to the inferior endplate and disrupting the cortex.
Also known as bone lesions or osteolytic lesions, lytic lesions are spots of bone damage that result from cancerous plasma cells building up in your bone marrow. Your bones can’t break down and regrow (your doctor may call this remodel) as they should. This makes them thin and creates areas of weaker bones that are vulnerable to fractures.
Prominent Symptoms Of Lytic Bone Lesions: Causes & Treatment
Lytic bone lesion is a general term used when the bone becomes extremely weak by a disease. Normal bone tissue constantly gets remodeling and repaired from time to time. Lytic lesion of bone is an area where the bone appears to have been eaten away. There are several diseases that can cause destruction of bone area. It can be caused due to malignancy or benign condition.
The three characteristic symptoms of any osteoltyic bone lesions are moderate to severe (mine’s severe) bone pain, pathologic fracture and high level of calcium in blood. It can also increase the risk of spinal cord fractures.
3. Additional lesion is seen at the superior endplate of L2.
Thankfully, I already have a Dr. visit scheduled for Tue. Hopefully, we can schedule the follow up CAT scan very soon. Slightly worried here. Well, it takes your focus off not having the girls full time, doesn’t it?? Certainly does!! I guess that’s a good thing??? I’d much rather still be focused on that, than this, thank you very much.
God will help me, no doubt. And I know God can heal me, if He chooses. He has healed me other times.
Sample- NOT MINE
Sample- NOT mine.
Psalm 6:2Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak: O Lord, heal me; for my bones are vexed.
Wow!! If that isn’t the exact perfect verse, for my situation!! The Bible has principles for every situation. Our answers to life’s biggest questions are there! We just have to look, and ask God for wisdom to understand.
Yesterday, Wed. DD1 received the letter from the judge.
I almost ran into her room with it, after DH handed it to me.
She had to read down to the bottom of the 2nd page, till she got to the decision.
Y’all, I’m heartbroken. I ran to my room, and threw myself down on the bed, screaming, “NNOOOO!!!! Why God?? I don’t understand!! NNOOOOO!!” And cried until I was almost sick.
WHY??
I do not understand!! How can a convicted SEX OFFENDER get custody?? How can a REPEAT FELON get custody??
The reasons given were: 1.She can’t take care of them herself, since she’s disabled. And #2, she has no income.
Just because she has limitations doesn’t mean she’s not a good mother!! Motherhood isn’t just cooking, and doing laundry!!
Of course I said more to God, but don’t need to repeat it all here.
I went back to her room, and held onto her, as we cried together.
When the girls got home from school, it was so hard to look into their innocent faces. They saw the letter, knew it was from the judge somehow. Probably from y’alls long , tear stained faces.
They said, “Daddy and Angela get us?” Bless their hearts, they knew.
They cried, and said, “We don’t want to go! We want to stay here, Mommy!! We want to stay here with you, Omie!”
Of course, that’s the same exact thing we want. And it’s cruel that none of us get what we want.
Now they have to go thru more time away from us. But at least, he can’t keep them away from us!! From last June, 2020, until May 2021, we weren’t allowed to take them off their property, or have them overnight. It was astonishing to me. But, since they had physical custody, we didn’t want to cut off our noses to spite our faces, so we didn’t make a huge scene.
Thank God, they will be with us every other weekend, and half school vacations.
I really thought we’d get to keep them. I thought, Surely she won’t make them change schools. Well, I was wrong.
PP has already asked when she’d be old enough to say where she wants to live. “12 years old.” “Then, just as soon as I turn 12, I’m gonna tell the judge I want to live with you.” Please God grant that petition!! Only 4 more years.
I hope all of our hearts can take it that long.
He gets them this weekend, then they come home for 2 weeks. We have to surrender them up there Oct. 15. It feels more like we’re leading lambs to the slaughter. I pray to God that they can be able to adjust, and not grieve themselves sick. Us too.
Due to the depth of my grieving, I might not post, or read y’alls blogs for a while. I’ll be back when I can.
Sept. 23 was supposed to be the final hearing, divorce and custody.
Well, they did get divorced. But the judge didn’t make the final custody decision, because their i. dad had filed about 100 pages of exhibits. So, she said it would take her about 2 or 3 days to read thru them all.
Everything she asked, DD1 and he agreed on, 1. Consult each other on major decisions- schools, etc. 2. Decide on holidays together, just make sure they both get equal time. Other stuff that I don’t remember.
I was just waiting with baited breath, for the final results, which never came.
But, after hearing the judge talk, I was so much easier in my mind. She seemed very fair, and balanced. Several things which i. dad thought was a huge problem, she didn’t. Thank God she has children!
So, still waiting. She will send DD1, and him notices of the final decision. If we don’t get it by Fri, they are to go up there as previously ordered.
Y’all, I’m just trusting in the Lord.
Jeremiah 29:11King James Version
11 For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.
Bold highlights are mine.
I know God loves them infinitely more than I do. And He wants them to be healthy, mentally, physically, emotionally, and most importantly Spiritually. So, I just have to believe He will award primary custody to DD1.
But, I’m human, and have anxiety. Which I know is NOT what God wants for me. I don’t know what else to do. I pray, I read my Bible. I take my medicine. So, sometimes I still wring my hands, and cry myself sick, worrying.
1 Peter 5:7 Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.
Then, I turn my face back to God, repent of my worry, which is a sin, and ask Him to help me trust Him more.
Matthew 6:25-34 Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment? Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they? Which of you by taking thought can add one cubit unto his stature? ..
Soon, all this uncertainty will be over. Then we will deal with the situation, if it’s different than what we pray for.
But of course they do! That’s why they follow you so breathlessly!
Yesterday, I…… wait for it……. fell. Yup. Sure enough! I got up around 1 pm, I think it was, cuz PP stayed up till around 11, talking my ear off. Not that you need any excuse to sleep late!
Thankfully, I went potty first thing. Then I heard a knock on the door. Answering it, I found our grocery delivery. So, I got a metal frame chair, sat in the doorway, and pulled in all the frozen, and cold items. When I was finished, I tried to push the chair back a bit, so I could get up. Instead, the chair had other ideas, and I went down. Our tile floors are not very even, so probably the leg caught on the lip of one. And the back legs bent all the way back. That poor chair will never be the same! 1 more piece of metal for DH to recycle!
One loud scream! PP rushed over and hugged me very gently, saying, “I love you, Omie!!” I love you too baby.
It took a few hours, ok, minutes, for DD1 to come out of her room. “Who screamed??” As she rounded the hall corner, she said, “Oh, it was you , Mama.”
What was your first clue?? Sorry, that was snarky.
Thank GOD!! PP’s huge floor pillow was right there, and my right shoulder and head landed there. God is so good to me!!
CC came in, and gasped seeing me on the floor. “Are you ok, Omie?” Not really, baby, no.
Could someone please call 911????
PP grabbed her phone, that she had dropped, and dialed 9-1-1. It doesn’t even have cell service, so DD1 was astonished that the call went thru. (Any charged up phone will make that emergency call, service or no.) She said, “My grandma fell, and she can’t get up.” Oh no!! I’ve become a commercial!
She didn’t remember our address, so she handed the phone to Mommy. (We gotta work on that!) I made the mistake of saying, “Hand me a croissant, I’m hungry!” The dispatcher heard me, dang it! “Absolutely DO NOT give her anything to eat or drink!!” Man, me and my big mouth!! I should have whispered it!
The paramedics were here really fast!! And they pulled the chair out from under my butt. At least that felt better!! Wonder if I had stripes on my backside?? No one checked, dang it!
They immediately put the cervical collar on me. Hello, old friend, wish I’d never have had to see you again!
Then they asked, if I could sit up, against the wall. Ummm, did you not see me sprawled out on the floor, when you came in???
They helped me scooch a few inches, and pulled me up to a sitting position.
Then, they had the nerve to ask, whether I wanted to go to the hospital or not!! Uh, no, I think I’ll go for a jog around the lake, instead. ARGH!!
“Can you get up, and walk to the stretcher??” If looks could kill…..
So, it was decided I needed a back board. Roll over! Roll over!
I chose to go to the hospital a little further away, cuz that’s where all my records are, plus, I know they handle stuff quickly! I’d never been to the closest one, and I was NOT in the mood to wait around for hours!!
As they were wheeling me out, I asked if any of them were Christians. They all said no, so I gave a quick Gospel message. I want to make sure I take as many people with me to heaven, as I can!!
The ride was a … not gonna say what first came to mind!! But I screamed several times, over the bumps. WHYdo ambulances NOThave smooth shocks????
I was immediately put in a room, and transferred to bed. Well, bed might be stretching it a bit. More like a gurney. But it had rails!! I wouldn’t be falling out of it!!
Nurse came in, and hooked me up to stuff. Do you know they now have a system called Pure Flow, something like that?? It’s an external catheter thing, with gentle suction! The inventor deserves a billion dollars!! Seriously!! (Purewick, now available for home!! I WILL be getting one of them!! As fast as I can grab DH’s credit card!!)
One-time Buy
$712.89/ca Less than a thousand!! Come to Mama!!! No more diapers!!
The nurse said the man that invented it, did so because wife was in hospice, and kept getting infections from the catheters. Why did it take till 2020 to invent this??? Proof that men don’t care about women’s issues!! Until it’s their mother, wife, or daughter. But why didn’t a woman invent it decades ago?? Well, you didn’t either, so shut up. Yes, ma’am!
Ok, sorry, got a little distracted there. But, if you’re a woman, you’ll understand the huge significance of this break through!!
I asked for pain meds. The Dr. came in and said, “Well, we were gonna give you morphine, but I see you’re allergic.” That’s exactly WHY I wanted to go to LRMC!!!
Instead, in a little bit, they come in with a Percocet PILL!!!
I said, “Seriously???? I’m strapped to a back board, with a neck brace, and you expect me to swallow a PILL?? ‘Fraid I can’t do that, without choking to death. I’d rather not today! I asked for a Dilaudid shot. The Dr. came back in and said, “We can’t do that. Why would you need such a powerful med like that?”
“Because I am in #11 pain!! And that’s always the shot I get when I fall. NOT a PILL!!”
Nope, can’t do that. But they were gonna give me morphine!! And now Dilaudid is too strong?? Am I in the Twilight Zone??
Instead they brought me a shot of Norflex. When I asked what it was in the needle, they said, “Muscle Relaxer.” BUT I NEED a PAIN SHOT!! My muscles relaxing are NOT going to take away the pain!! Trust me!! Been thru this too many times!!
Got the shot anyway. Still loudly asking for PAIN shot. Still not getting it. MAD FACE!!
Hey, lookie there! Blue eyes!! They just forgot to put in the small spot of brown, in my right eye. Otherwise, spot on!
Maybe they thought you were asking for a shot that would GIVE you pain! And they were fresh out! But of course that was it! Why didn’t I think of that??
Anyway, back to the story.
I witnessed to a bunch of people, about the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Only 1 lady was saved. But now they know the way to salvation!!
X=rays. No broken bones in hip, or ankle!! Thank You God!!
Then a CAT scan.
The cleaner lady, kept going back and forth in front of my room, sweeping, and humming. I knew it was a Gospel song, just couldn’t think of the name right then. Yup! Pain’ll do that to ya! Every time she walked by, the Holy Spirit prompted me to talk to her, but I didn’t.
When the Dr. came back, she said “No broken bones anywhere!!” Thank You, Jesus! “But, you have lesions on L1, and L2. You’ll have to follow up with your Dr. and get more tests done.”
Uh, what are lesions on my spine?
“It could be different things, such as cancer.”
CANCER?? WHAT??
“No, no, don’t get upset.”
DON”T GET UPSET?? TOO LATE!!
“It could be other things, cysts, or bone spurs perhaps.”
THEN WHY DID YOU LEAD WITH CANCER?? AND CAUSE ME TO PEE MY PANTS?? (Oh, yeah, I forgot the magic machine. So, I didn’t really pee my pants, just added some contents to the bag really quickly!!)
She needs a refresher course on bedside manner!! She done forgot everything they tried to teach her!!
Wishing I had my Xanax!!
Finally, she said I could take off the neck brace. Then they brought that dang Percosett pill back. Now that I could sit up!! I gobbled it down!!
Then I had to walk 3 steps. If I could bear my weight, I’d have to be admitted.
Mama arrived!! YAY!!
Sissy, Michelle, was out in the car waiting.
It took hours! Okay, 30 minutes for the nurse to bring me discharge papers. Alrighty then, ready to go!
Another lifetime before Nurse Brandon came in with a huge wheelchair, and parked it by the bed. “Go ahead and get in. I’ll be back in 2 minutes to wheel you out.”
I looked at the back of his head, in disbelief, as he tootled out the door.
Here I have a yellow FALL RISK bracelet on, and he leaves, telling me to get up, and get myself into the w/c.
Real smart, there, guy. Do I need to retrain Every Body in this place??
So, I did. And Mama timed his absence. At 22 minutes, her patience was gone!! So, I used my toes, to tippy toe out into the hall.
Remember that humming cleaning lady?? She was standing right outside my room, waiting to clean it. I said, “What were you humming? I enjoyed it.”
“A hymn.” I knew it!! I asked if she was saved. “No.” Then your Mama is, right? “Yes.” I knew it! If you’re singing hymns, and you’re not saved, your Mama is! So, I know she’s praying every day for you.
“She was, but, she’s in heaven now.” Mama told her about the golden bowls where God saves prayers.
Revelation 8:3And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer; and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne.
Psalm 56:8Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
I can’t find the bowls right now. Ya have to have the exact phrase, on Biblegateway.com and I can’t remember it right now.
So, I asked her name, and we told her we’d be praying for her. We want her to join her Mama in heaven. And we did. And we will continue to pray for her salvation.
Finally home!! (After Sissy drove thru Steak n Shake. I was starving!! And thirsty!!)
I wore a diaper, cuz I was so exhausted, and I had been so dry almost 24 hours, so almost not even wet, when I got up!! That probably won’t happen again! lol
DH went and got my meds. Oxycodone!! That’s what I’m talking about!!
After a good night’s sleep, I do think I’ll live. But best not be writing about wrecks, and falls anymore!!
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