This story is written from the heart in the authors own words and style.I found it to be a true testimony of faith,showing of a profound love and gratefulness of our savior,Jesus. This story is inspirational to those who desire control over things in their life that seems to be beyond their control. Apply the message in this story in your own heart.Reconize the truths and love woven within. Written by Laura Giles.
As a young girl I grew up poor and I never had much of anything as far as food or most of all Love.Never a hug or a I love you was said to me. As far as my childhood it wasn't much of a childhood as a little girl! As an older woman now I look back on my life and I realize maybe I didn't do everything right but again who does on this earth! My trust is in the Lord and there I put my stand and always will.As the years went by I had two marriages. I had meant this young man in High School and I decided to marry him and we had three beautiful boys. I worked hard on the farm and took my babies with me in everything I did. And also took alot beatings. My second husband was never home always off visting with people or chasing women. As I grew up I found I had a phobia of people and in high school I found out that I couldn't do reports in front of people or read out loud in front of a class! This fear took me over due to an incident that happened to me as a child with my step father. Then in 1985 it hit me bad and I spent many years in my house alone.My ex- husband was always gone and my children were off doing their thing which they shouldn't have been but it was out of my control. There wasn't a thing I could do for you see I couldn't drive, shop or nothing. I would set in my living room and set on the old back porch for hour after hour looking up at the hillside where our cattle would graze. I did manage to take care of several tractor and trailors for us and that I had to do! I had went to Drs. and physcoloists for help and nothing just years of dreadful fear. I remember sitting in my living room and asking the Lord to help me.If I could only touch the hem of your garment, Lord Jesus! Time after time I did this. Then one day I found a physcoligist right in my hometown and went to her several times .Her name was Rhonda and I found help and comfort in this woman.Then she sent me to a Dr. in New York and they she put me on a medication for socialphobia. It was a ruff road with side effects and all but the day came when I could be myself again! When the world seemed bigger then I was and all came against me a christain man knocked on my door by then I had been through so much.So I answered it and to be truthful I did look haggard by then. He looked at me and gave me a christian magazine.I could tell what he seen wasn't good to him.In fact he looked really scared.By this time I had went through hell with my family and other people in around where I lived.A woman by the name of Heather and her family members came here and she literally tore me and my family apart by her lieing, stealing and starting trouble all the time.From what I have heard she had did this to her family down state and they didn't want her around them.It was my birthday and the only one I had was the Lord.He was all I needed to keep me going after what I had been through.So on the magazine was don't believe everything you hear.So I said to myself today's my birthday and what am I going to do?After I took the magazine to the store and hung it up on the poster wall I decided to go see a friend in a nursing home I had worked with along time ago before we farmed. On the way I decided to stop at my Mother's grave and I went to it. My Mother was a nice person but failured to tell or show me any love. In my heart I knew I had to forgive her for that and also what happened to us children when we were little.A stepfather we had and it wasn't good.There I was in the graveyard and a suddden peace came over me like I hadn't had in along time! I told her how much I missed her and loved her since I was the one child who was there two times a day at the nursing home to take care of her, get her food if the kitchen gave her anything she didn't like since she had strokes , heart attacks, and diabetes. Faithfully everyday she knew she count on me.I looked at the sky and I told her , Mom today's my birthday and I looked at the sculpture of the Lord with his rod and his flock.The day Mom passed I held her in my arms and before she left me I had a pastor come in and save her.I know in my heart she heard every word he said to her.Tears of love from my heart rolled down my cheeks to know that she was with the Lord. What a feeling it is as we know who has been there as ones who love Jesus Christ! I've always thought that everyone has a guardian angel and I truly believe with my heart that my Mother is mine.Angels do exist from heaven and God sends them to us.That sure is Amazing!
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