HOW WONDERFUL YOU ARE. . .

A little over twenty years ago, on my way to destruction, I met a man who didn't care that my life was less than perfect. He took me under his wings and asked me to come to him because I was weary and heavy with burdens. His promise was to give me rest and when I submitted to Him . . . tired, beaten down, used, and lonely, He comforted me. He gave to me a new life with great promises that are so much beautiful than what this world had to offer me.

Never once has He forsaken me. Never once has He not shield me. Never once has He been a disappointment to me. He gave me strength when I was weak. He increased my faith with trials, and He gave to me gifts to protect me from the evil of this world.

God My Heavenly Father . . . . I THANK YOU!

On Friday, November 28th, my father became very sick. He was taken by ambulance to the Trauma Unit at Cape Fear Valley Hospital. The doctors did not give him but 24 hrs. to live. As I stood by his bedside with prayers fervently asking God to move the death angel from him, my heart was shattered to think that I could possibly loose another parent around the same time I lost my mother. I asked God that if it was his will to take my father home, allow him to open his eyes one more time. My desire was to tell him for the last time how very much I love him. God answered my prayer and he opened his eyes. Daddy I love you and he said I love you too.

It has been one week and four days and my father is still with me. Today he is cognitive, watching the movement of every one, and watching his favorite TV show Joe Brown. Although he is not completely out of the woods, he is considered a miracle patient. Prayer changes things. Prayer moves the hands that moves the world. Prayer is the answer to all of our solutions.

If I had not met this very special man on the road to destruction, I would have not been able to turn my face to God and leave it in his hands. I would not have had the faith to know that all things work together for the good of those who love him and called according to his purpose. I would not have felt the peace that surrounded me, knowing that God is in control. Never would I have understood how very important it is to honoring your mother and father the correct way.

If God chooses to take him home, I know for a fact that during my father's sleep state through the week, God has been speaking to him and what ever my father and the Lord has discussed during that time, has been good, because God's Glory is showing on his face. It is surrounding him and he is at peace.

Heavenly Father, My Redeemer, the Lord of My Life. . . .I thank you for your mercy, your grace, and the remembrance of me in my time of need. I am learning the greater depth of you and I thank you for showing it to me each day. As I think of you and pray in my heart, I can glance what Issiah saw in the spirit: You. . . sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up. There are no words that can express how wonderful and glorious you are. No words can express the depth of your forgiving heart and the love you show me each day. Thank you for calling me into your loving arms and giving me rest. Thank you for showing me favor and thank you for the host of friends that you have surrounded me with. I can never make it without you Lord. I've learned that there is no greater love than you. You have given your life for me and bore the stripes for everything in my life. I thank you, I give honor to you, and most of all . . . I love you. I know that as you allow me to continue my journey on this earth you will continue to walk before me . . . clearing the way and carrying me when I become weary. You've promised me that and I thank you for that promise. Whatever I may have to face, I know that I will not have to face it alone for you are with me. You promised that your rod and staff will comfort me all the days of my life. Thank you. . . .

Your Servant and Your Daughter . . . .
Vee