WOW Eli! What a testimony! It takes courage to post something like this for everyone to see...but thank you sooooo much!
I cannot relate to getting oneself into the pit, but of course I have had downward spirals in my life too. As I have said in other postings, my children are all important to me, and they are the ones that have pulled me out of the pits of hell.
One 'pit' was the breakup of a marriage. I was ready to commit suicide. I was laying on the sofa, with the shotgun in my mouth, ready to pull the trigger. My step mother walked in and took it away from me! Had I gone through with my plan, my children would have been the ones to find me. I realized then no man was worth that!
Some close friends of mine in Texas had a story to tell, but before that came out a lot happened to lead up to it. Please let me share with you some of it...
Dove and Bear were in love. They met while he was in prison for all sorts of horrendous crimes. Dove was a pastor that did prison ministry. Bear found God while in prison and prayed for a woman for himself. Ergo...Bear and Dove. Bear was told that he would never be released from prison, but like Paul...he was. They married on a sunny Valentines Day. Of course they had their ups and downs, he had spent over 25 years in an institution! He had to learn to live on the outside all over again...with a new faith, and a new wife!
Bear had been 'out' for about 18 months when I went to visit them. Dove and I were watching a clip from when they had been on TBN when I had to have her turn it off! I went running for pen and paper...the first stanza of a poem came. We went back to watching...again I had to have it turned off!
The following morning I read the poem to Bear...since that is who it was for...and he cried. He asked me how I knew all this? How did I know that was exactly how he felt! It wasn't me...it was God...writing through me.
A few months later I was watching The 700 Club, and there was a man on, telling his testimony. He was a biker, pure and simple. One of those real 'bad asses' you stay away from! He got so bad his buddies locked him in the barn and fed him under the door! During that time he pulled a 'bible tract' out of his pocket and read it. He then prayed..."God, if there's room in heaven for just one more...please let it be be!"
You got it...another poem. I got his address and sent the poem to him. I got a letter from him thanking me for it.
I was talking to Dove on the phone one day and telling her about it...she asked his name...I gave it...she was amazed! He was one of her and Bear's close friends!!!! (For Bear had also been a biker).
Small world God lets us live in... smile.
Well, enough for this missive. Enjoy the day... :)
This is the first rating of 5 I have given. You truely deserve it!
I can relate to what you went through with your granddaughter, but not in quite the same way.
My husband's first wife had eclampsia with their first child, a daughter...named Michelle. Unlike your ordeal theirs did not turn out so well. They had no miracle baby....sigh. They were stationed in England and were young. My husband was only 19. In that day and age it was not uncommon to have the baby buried with a woman who had passed, so the childs journey would not be alone. That is what he did with his daughter. His wife never knew with whom her daughter was buried with.
I myself cannot imagine not knowing where my child was. But that is the way things were done. Then it was up to him to go home to an empty apartment and get rid of all the baby things before his wife came home...she was severely depressed and the doctors thought it would be best.
Best for whom? Sigh.
I do know the loss of loosing a baby, for I lost 5 before I carried my oldest. No matter how many children you have, you can never get over the ones lost.
Again, thank you so much for posting this GRANDPA!
Between my husband and I, we have 7 choldren...27 grandchildren...and one GREAT Granddaughter! Life does go on, doesn't it? <Smile>
Chelseamaree, wow...that was thought provoking! I liked it. Makes one think about what others might be thinking. I know that when I am in my wheelchair, so many people don't even see me! We were at Universal Studios in March, and I had to fight to get through the crowds! It was insane!
Very emotional poetry. I know about emotional poetry, since I have written it for years. A wonderful way to get those feelings out when oft times there is no other way.
I have often thought of the institution of marriage. Have described it as 50% him and 50% her to form 100% for the marriage. I like your analogy better!
I like the fact that green cannot be separated...ever! That is so true!!! The same goes with a good/wonderful/honest relationship.
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