Skip to main content

The Story ...

By


(This was originally written 1/19/2015, just 5 short years prior to losing my dad. What a gift he left behind.)

My dad! My dad loves to sit and tell his life story to everyone.... I've heard it over and over myself for nearly 50 years. To be honest, there was a time that I thought, "if I hear that story one more time, I'm just going to scream"!!! It is clear to me now... it makes perfect sense.

He tells his story of how he overcame everything life has thrown at him since he became crippled and disabled in 1967. I was only two years old when my dad fell 57 feet while painting a water tower. Long story short he has spent many years recovering from all of his physical injuries from that accident. Too many to post on here.
In spite of all of that, he did everything his broken body could do to continue to support a large family. As children we never had the best of anything but we always had exactly what we needed.

We always knew that dad's situation was touch and go every time he went into the hospital. As a matter of fact, we lost my dad at least three times that I can recall, during some of his surgeries; all three times he was brought back.

This is just part of my dad's testimony. My dad was a musician and played in nightclubs anywhere his band could get a gig. He battled alcoholism, he battled drug addictions to all of his pain medications given to him through the years. When he and my mom divorced many, many years ago, he never remarried. He'd always lived alone from that point & was still searching for some fulfillment in his life.

After everything my dad had been through, it was an illness that nearly took his life back in November 2014 that opened dads eyes. We prayed over him and with him, we began prayer chains at Churches and through social media.

For six weeks dad was in the hospital and in a rehab treatment center. I would sit with him and listen to the stories he would tell me that were quite incredible! Most of them were hallucinogenic from the medications he was given. He spoke of demons… he was terrified!

Now with that being said, I truly believe this was God's way of reaching my dad. I could see it in his eyes… He wanted and needed to be delivered from it. I began to pray for my dad and that is when he told me he was ready to give his life to the Lord!

Lying in a hospital bed in a rehab facility is where my dad received his salvation.
I believe wholeheartedly that the Lord has kept my dad around all of these years for the tremendous testimony that he has to share! Everything has always been in the hands of God. God used all those doctors, nurses, hospitals, treatment facilities, addictions and all of the circumstances in my dad's life so that HE could be a witness to others that it is never too late regardless of any situation or circumstance to be redeemed!
He loves coming to Church .. he's reconnected with many people and he LOVES the Lord! He is improving everyday! His body may have been broken but he’s brand new in Christ!!

I am so thankful and so blessed to be able to sit and hear my dad tell the story of his life ... only this time with a new perspective and a lot of passion and thankfulness to his Lord and Savior! THAT was the fulfillment he desired.

I WAITED PATIENTLY FOR THE LORD: HE TURNED TO ME AND HEARD MY CRY.
( PSALM 40:1 *NIV )

Comments

  1. UnknownFebruary 17, 2020 at 10:24 AM

    I love this picture and story. He was one of my first loves. Oh how I wish I could hear him and daddy sing again.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Proposal

By
Thursday, February 16, 2023, will be a night forever stuck in my head. It had been cold that day; the aches and pains of fibromyalgia and arthritis had been tormenting me all day. I couldn’t wait to get home and curl up in front of a fire and do nothing for the rest of the evening. Kevin, my boyfriend, had come by the shop to get his haircut that afternoon. He told me he bought me a new pistol because he didn’t like the one I had. It was an old Charter Arms .38. The trigger was a little stubborn, for sure and the site was certainly off. I consider myself to be a little “sideways“ most of the time anyways, so if the pistol was a little off, no big deal but good thing I never had to use it! I was just super impressed that he was concerned enough about me and my safety to even purchase something that significant for me. After all, we had only been dating just over 10 months. I arrived to his house about 6:30 PM. He greeted me and led me to the kitchen where my surprise awaited me. He was ...
Post a Comment
Read more

The Message

By
  April 20, 2023 I received a Facebook friend request from someone I haven’t seen in over 20 years.  April 21, 2023 I received a message from him via Facebook messenger. It literally took my breath away. I sat down to read it over and over again. Just the kind words he wrote touched my heart.  I responded with my number and he called almost immediately. We briefly chatted but reconnected that evening for a conversation that lasted until 3 AM.  April 22, 2023 was our first dinner date. As he said, very casual, nothing fancy.  In the weeks to come as we were learning one another, I realized that our circumstances may have been different but our pain was the same. I saw so much of myself in him.  Our connection was strong although we were very different… almost complete opposites. Ones weaknesses were the others strengths.  Our life together is not and will never be perfect, but we are perfect for each other. We Understand our past mistakes and failures, ...
Post a Comment
Read more

The Best BFF Ever

By
  In middle school I met a guy that would become the very best friend I ever had. Only I didn’t realize it at the time.   Then, there I was … a middle-aged woman trapped in a “job“ where I was disrespected, unheard and unappreciated by my coworkers, manager and owners of the salon I worked for. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE my career… I was just in the wrong place. You see, since 2001 I have always been self-employed and at one time I operated two salons with booth renters. In March 2020, one week before the COVID-19 pandemic hit, my salon, The Beauty Shop, burned to the ground. It was devastating.  With no place to go once things opened back up from quarantine, I was hired at a local “walk in“ salon and was thankful and grateful for it. Most of my clients followed me there and I actually picked up several new ones. About nine months into my employment things started to change. It was quite obvious that the manager was very partial to the younger stylists there. They were al...
Post a Comment
Read more