One day while sitting at my desk having a pitty party. I had just hung the phone up after talking to my son. He had been on yet another  interview and didn’t get the job. When I heard the sadness in his voice, saying well mom back to the drawing board. Those words pierce a whole in my heart.  My son lost his job in June. He has been applying on many different web sites and other places. He hasn’t been blessed with another job. He decided to go back to school to finish his degree which is a great move. I will continue to encourage him and always tell him to trust and put God first. When God is ready to bless him with another job, He will in His time.  My is 6 ft 1, 25 five years old and he is in good health. I see, talk , text and hug him everyday. He also has a beautiful 6 years old daughter. She brings me happiness just looking at her.

     That same day while sitting at my desk about 2 or 3 hour later a middle age man and a young woman sat at my desk. The man wanted info on his son’s account.  After checking things out on the computer I found out that he was not on his son’s account, therefore I told him there was nothing I could do for him. Then he pasted me a stack of papers, after looking through them, I discovered that the stack of papers papers were an approved POA. As  I glanced through  the papers and looking up at both of them I could see the hurt and tears in thier eyes. The spirit in me told me I had to say something to them. Obeying, I asked the father if the son was okay, with tears in his eyes, he said no. He told me that his son only had a few days or months to live. “My son has brain cancer.” for a moment I was choked for words and didn’t know what to say. I remembered asking him if he was okay, he told me yes. Continue reading Don’t forget to count your Blessings

This is a true must tell story. I’m a born again Christian filled with the Holy Spirit. My husband and I planned a trip home for Christmas in 2008. It had been over twenty years since we had spent Christmas in my home town. I was truly excited because my sisters, brothers and the grandchildren would gather at my mother’s house. I lost my father in 1984 to cancer. There are eight children, around eighteen grandchildren, and fourteen great grandchildren. My mother is a blessed woman. She married her second husband at age 73. Through that marriage came three more step children and one more step grand child.

     About a month before our planned trip home we received some bad news. I found out that my mother had breast cancer. It was devastating news. I didn’t let it get me down because I knew who was in control.  Most of all, my mother knew too. I began to do what I knew best and that was to pray. In my spirit I knew my mother was healed by Christ’s stripe just like He said. My mother’s concern was for her children not to be worried about her. What a strong woman. Things began to move of fast. Within two weeks, my mother had a mastectomy. And things went great. Although I wasn’t able to be there with her, I wasn’t worried and counted it a blessing that all of my sisters and brothers lived in the same town. I remembered talking to my mother on the phone after the surgery.  She told me that immediately after she began to sing “God Has Smile on me.” She knew that she was already healed. My mother’s recovery was going good praise God. She was waiting for her wound to heal so she could continue further treatment. Continue reading Saved on Death’s Bed