Was encouraged to share this again so more can read it. To Him Be All The Glory!!!
I haven’t shared this in quite a while but someone needed prayer and counsel this morning about losing a child during pregnancy. I don’t share this story as much as I probably should but Father brings us through ‘storms’ and comforts us so we can comfort others. (2 Corinthians 1:3-5)
So here is my Testimony for any one it may help.
I may have told you this story before but if not… we know what you go through when you think about the baby you lost. We had the same thing happen to us. We lost our 1st son, Joseph(who we were going to call Joey). This devastated Rhonda, my wife, and after 3 weeks I came home and all she could do was cry. She asked, ‘Why did God do this to us?’ I didn’t know how to answer her so all I could do was cry with her. Then all of a sudden while I was holding her and crying with her, a loud booming voice from above sounded. He said, ‘Son, tell your wife that Joseph is here with me. I had my reasons for bringing him on ahead. Tell her that soon you will have another baby boy and he will be big and strong. Comfort her with these words.’ When I told her, she smiled and said, ‘God told you that?’ She then said ‘Well, I need to get up and get ready for our new baby boy. Well, nine months later, Allen, came along. He is now grown and just gave us our 1st grandson, Harrison. We wanted to have a girl also but Father had other plans. Rhonda lost our 3rd child who we were going to call Chrissy. So Joey & Chrissy are in heaven waiting on us. When Allen was little he used to have an imaginary friend to play with. Later on I asked him what his friend’s name was. He said ‘Joey.’ He said ‘Dad, Joey is my big brother coming down from heaven to play with me.’ We were amazed because we had never told him that story at that time. He would even say to me in the car, ‘Dad, wait a minute Joey is coming and going to ride with us.’ So I would have to wait a minute so ‘Joey could get in the car’. So, I said all that to say we know what you go through when you think about your baby but… he is waiting for you in heaven. We all just have to make sure we are on that ‘bus’ on our way to heaven. Jesus said, ‘I Am The Way, The Truth and The Life. No one comes to the Father but through Me.’
I thought I’d share this story with everyone. I just shared it with Rhonda and she thought it an amazing story but: Today I have a cousin that is having a birthday. I am not calling his name but he almost wasn’t with us today. Here is the story: When I was in school at UAB & working at Carraway Hospital as a Trauma Surgical Technician, I went home one weekend to my Mom & Dad’s. My Dad was gone to his National Guard weekend or maybe his 2 weeks away from home while I was visiting Mom. My brothers & this cousin decided to go fishing so I was just sitting there watching TV or reading when my cousin comes walking in and was as white as a sheet. I asked him what was wrong & he said “Oh, nothin’ I have just been shot”. I jumped up to check him and he had a bullet hole in his lower back but no exit wound. I then asked where my 2 brothers were and he said he didn’t know. He said they ran into the woods and he hadn’t seen them since. Needless to say, I was then upset that we did not know what had happened to them. I told my Mom however that we needed to get my cousin to the hospital that his pulse was faint and BP dropping. As we went out the door, my 2 brothers came across the road out of the woods. They were ok but scared. They had ran several miles through the woods to get away from the shooting and home. They then told me that they had gone to a pond to fish that was on land posted as no trespassing when the owner caught them. He came at them shooting without much warning. My 2 brothers ran for the woods to hide but my cousin not wanting to leave his truck ran to it. That was when he felt something hit him in his back and he went down. However, the owner allowed him to get in his truck to leave. Just before we could leave for the hospital, the land owner drove up and wanted to speak to my Dad and I told him that he wasn’t there and that he would have to deal with me. After telling me that he was sick and tired of these kids fishing in his pond and he wanted them to pay for it. I told him that we could talk about that later but that we had to get my cousin to the hospital. He left upset and said he wanted to see my Dad as soon as he got back. My youngest brother said “I’ll drive so you can take care of him.” I got my cousin to lie down in the back seat so I could monitor his vitals. My brother drove 90-100 miles per hour to the hospital in spite me saying slow down. When we got to Winfield, the police followed us through town with lights and sirens going but my brother was not going to stop until we got to the hospital. When we got to the ER, I carried my cousin in and the police officer recognized me from when I worked there before. He said “what’s up?” I said “he has been shot.” So they opened the door for us and helped us get him in. After I placed him on the treatment table, I told the nurse that he needed surgery. I asked them who their surgeon was, since I knew that, Dr. Shamblin, the surgeon I worked with before moving to Birmingham had left. They told me that they did not have a surgeon anymore. I said to myself, I have gone to the wrong hospital. But they said they had someone On Call that would come down from Hamilton. When the surgeon got there, I found out that he was an Orthopedic Surgeon and he came to me and asked me to scrub with him in the OR. He actually told me that I probably had more experience in Trauma Surgery than he had since I worked at the Trauma Center. So I scrubbed up and helped him with the surgery on my own cousin, walking him through how we would do it at “The Trauma Center”. So I said all that to say that Father God had me in the right place, at the right time or my cousin may not be celebrating his birthday today. True story!!! Happy Birthday, Cuz!!!
As those of you who follow my blog know, I have not posted anything for a while. There have been several reasons which includes not having consistent Internet service from my ISP. When Rhonda and I moved to the Coosa River, we were told that there were really only two Internet Service Providers for our area. One had a combined plan for cable TV and Internet service while the other had satellite TV with an Internet service. So, we being used to having cable TV along with Internet service, we went with the first one. Our first month here, we had great cable TV and great Internet service. We were given a discounted rate for the first three months for the bundle. Well three months have gone by and the month of June was terrible for not having a consistent Internet connection. I contacted the company and was hoping that July would be a better month but, so far, it has not been a good month. I am surprised right now that I have had a connection long enough to post this blog today. Also, I have had some computer issues in which I had to reinstall Windows 8 onto my laptop and then upgrade to Windows 10 again. This took several days to do and to get it back up to where I had it before the problem. Good thing for synchronization. The laptop is several years old now and I may need to look into getting a new one. Since I am retired now, I haven’t had to use it for work or other situations where I needed it before. I did get my old desktop PC out of the closet and hooked it back up. It is old too and was giving me some problems at times. So, all that said, hopefully I am back up and running again. As far as my retirement, these three to four months of no job has been great for refreshing and renewing me. Being on the River in a nice, quiet community does wonders for you. Rhonda told me that she feels more relaxed and calm too as compared to how we were in the City. Maybe this will help her with her medical problems and she will be able to do more. My plans after a time of rest with my retirement was and is to find a part-time job as well as do some writing. I think I can use my years of knowledge and experience working two or three days per week. This would supplement my retirement distribution and hopefully and prayerfully make it last a while. My financial advisor at the bank is concerned that I will outlast my retirement. So I am now looking into the job market again. I have applied for a position of Health and Wellness Educator with an Occupational Health Clinic near by. We will see how that turns out. I will leave it all in Father’s Hands. He will open doors and I just have to follow Him and give Him all the glory. I did meet another new neighbor here at our apartment complex named Taylor. She asked me if I was retired. I said, “Do I look that old to you?” She said, “No, No No, I didn’t mean it that way.” We both laughed and then she said, “Half of the residents here are either retired or work at the Honda Plant near by.” So we moved to a one-half retirement community apparently. Today, they plan to turn off our water for the water company to fix some leaks so Rhonda and I have plans to go out for lunch and then to the new Library . We both got our new library cards so I guess we are official now. Praying for all my blog readers today and want to thank all of you for following me as I learn to write by writing. Have a blessed day!!!
Well, I am back writing about Life on the Coosa River. As those of you who follow my blog now know, I haven’t posted anything in a week or so. After my original post, LIFE caused me to focus on other things. We had a long holiday weekend that I spent time with my wife, Rhonda, in which we went out and tried new restaurants. We did find some good ones and then some that were not so good. I also got down in my back over last weekend and spent time in bed resting. I guess that would have been a good time to do some writing but pain occupied my mind. I am better after some tender-loving care and many prayers that went up to Father. I even got to return to church yesterday and give Father praise for His touch. As I said in my first blog post, it was an anxious time for Rhonda and I when we moved to the river. We did not know anyone out here which makes it hard. However, I have started going to a small church that is very loving and welcoming to visitors. I have visited there three times now and feel very comfortable and feel His presence there. I think this is where Father has led me. They even still have Sunday evening services which most have given up. They had a Celebration Service last night and Rhonda and I talked about going. It would have been her first time there but for a couple of reasons we did not make it. I have also not been doing my morning walks for exercise due to some of the same excuses I gave for not writing above. This morning I did get my walk in. I love the walk around the river’s edge which is not only exercise but a quiet time to do some thinking. A lot of things went through my mind this morning on my walk. I primarily felt Sir Holy Spirit’s presence as I remembered what we talked about yesterday in Sunday School and then in Worship. He spoke to me and told me that I needed to get back into my writing today. I am learning to write by writing as I have said before. I am also reading as much as I can about writing and reading the writings of others like all of you following my posts on WordPress. I am a writer and one day I might be called an author.
I have given them the glory you gave me, so they may be one as we are one. I am in them and you are in me. May they experience such perfect unity that the world will know that you sent me and that you love them as much as you love me. (John 17:22-23)
“The glory of God is man fully alive.” I don’t know if John Eldredge is to blame or if he is simply the person among many using it, who brought this quote to my attention. It first appeared on my radar in his book Waking the Dead but since that time it seems to be appearing everywhere in ever increasing frequency. Unfortunately, although it is usually being credited where it should, Irenaeus, it is most not certainly being used as it should. This quote has been warped…
When Rhonda and I moved to the river, we were very anxious. We were moving away from friends and family. We were setting out on an adventure. I myself felt like Abraham in Genesis when Yahweh told him to take his family and set out for a land that He would show him. Abraham was very anxious too but trusted Yahweh. He trusted Him so much he packed up and headed out in faith. Rhonda and I had been praying and looking around for a new place. We wanted to stay close to family especially since we have our first grandson on the way. We could not find anything that seemed right. However, Father God, Yahweh, showed us the river, specifically the Coosa River. Everything just seem to fall into place when we checked out this place on the river. So we did like Abraham and packed up and headed out to a land that He showed us. We trusted Him. The move at our age was tough but we kept looking ahead at what was before us at the end of this journey. We have been on the river for a month now. It is so peaceful and pleasant here. No cars, sirens or noise all throughout the day and night like we had before. We get a restful night of sleep now. And, I don’t have to get up real early to go to work. The sounds here, oh the sounds here. The sounds here are the birds singing outside our window in the mornings as the sun comes up. The sound of the water crashing against the shore. The gentle breeze that moves the trees. Then as the day progresses, we now have the sound of children playing since school is out for the summer. I just came back in from my early morning walk and met Jacob, his brother and his cousin. They wanted to know who this new man was walking their parking lot. So I made some new friends today. As I walked for my exercise, they rode their bikes. Jacob’s little cousin, who I did not get her name, walked alongside me until we got too far away from her home. I told her she should go back home with Jacob and his brother. She smiled and said, “Good bye, Mr. T. See you later” So this is life on the river.