the story of a father and a daughter,

I write a story of restoration and forgiveness. A story of a man called a father. How he was healed and raised from the dead. It is a amazing and breath taking story, of what was broken put brought back together and made whole. This is a story of a father and a daughter relationship brought back to life.

It started many years ago, when he wrote and testified that his daughter was his little girl. She was daddy little girl. She was one the he loved. Although he loved her, tragedy hit and they were separated. He became angry at God and turned to drinking. He slowly slipped away from his role as a father. It might had seemed that the enmeny had won. In how division, hatred and un forgiveness ruled their hearts.

As time went on they grow as strangers towards each other. There was a wedge that kept them from understanding of each other, and becoming friends. Then a life changing event happened. His daughter had encounter with God. Which shock her, making her fall to her knees confessing Christ as Lord. She trusted Jesus as King and Lord as her savior. Her desires changed, and God was growing her in new ways. That's when God spoke to her to go and restore what was broken. She was full of the bitter past it was rooted into her into heart.
At the same moment God was working in her fathers heart, also turning his heart to God. God was giving her father awake up call by giving him cancer. It was time to stop living for himself, God wanted his heart. “ Just surrender your life totally to him trust and obey, he will use whatever means to get your attention, I tell you this, while I still heard his voice and didn’t obey his law I was shallowed up ugly sickness of cancer” She was called to go and forgive and love.

This was the start of the most beautiful story of a daughter and a father becoming friends. But it wasn't a easy road it was full of many tears. Much pain and stress. It was full brokness and the humbleing of the proud heart. But it was full the most wonderful picture of all, of how our heavenly father loves even us when we walk away. Over and over he is ready to take us back..

This my story of a father and daughter..

I will write more tommorw
in his love
charlene

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The things that happened were only possible because God poured his grace on them.

The Dr had reported that her father had only 2 months to live. She was preparing for him die. But he kept living month after month. The DR timing was way off. Who could put a number on someone days anyways? Only God can do that. She was on edge not knowing what to do or when he would die. She was in school full time, she started driving out to his house which was two hours away.
He was living in middle of no where. No power , no running water. In the middle of desert.
Her father had was a fighter, and fought the canser to the end. Every weekend that she could she would drive out there to see him. Although she love this man, she didn’t like him. It would take 12months, to come to place of liking and enjoying him. Seeing it a joy and huge blessing. His breath was always that of beer. Her blood boiled with the hate for beer. How foolish he was, when he drank. He rather chose the beer over living for his children. He wouldn't the treaments, he would have to stop drinking. Bitterness raged in her heart. Doubt of his love enter in her mind. Although these times were difficult they brought much growth, for both of them. They would fight back and froth, on topics of God. Although he would deny what she said, the conversations began to make an impact into his life. He knew what was right but he was still held captive to the beer. They batted truth, working out why they believed what they believed.
Then one weekend far from home, he had been staying with a friend. When she got a call at 2am
Please come and get me I am very sick. He got into her car, and she took him home. On the way home, he told her. How he thought he was going to die. He couldn’t breath anymore was getting dark. He said “ I turn around and said God I will live for you.” He knew his life was meant for God.
He was shook up. Everyday after is whole vision purpose changed. He tried again and again to stop drinking, but failed. Each weekend he grow more they grow more passionate about God. They even went to Church here and there. But still again and again he was held under rule of his beer. She couldn’t find her self to look pass this bitter heart towards the beer. She tried to change him, to stop,, she get anger and upset. It every time it only brought bitterness and more fighting. She thought will never stop? What he if never stops, can I still love him he drinks his life away?

He often stop and help any one he could. He wasn’t one to hold back those in need if he could give. He was a poor man, but rich in simple faith he was growing in.
He would offer his shoes if you needed them. It was said that when he was young right after Christmas, he just gotten new boots. When they walking he saw a man with none. He took them off and gave them to him. He told his daughter do what I couldn’t do. Go where I am not able to.
I see now that living for God is the only way. Preach Christ don’t give up. But still he got drunk
each night. He said that the pain from the cancer was so bad, he rather drink it way. God was pressing hard and apply heat to make him in a treasured jewel.

Bitter beer.
There are things that take us, and enslaves us. Just as Pual said I want to do good, but I can't. This the pattern of his life. He tride with all he had, but in the end he failed.
What was keeping from winning? His daughter couldn't seem to repect a man who drank his life away. The seed of bitterness can eat away at your bones. But forgivness bring new life.
He was now known for he need for beer, his couldn;t stop without withdraw sickness. These cans of beer ruled part of his life. He couldn't bring him self to accpet this promble. He was blined to harm it was causing. He wrapped in his own desire of that beer. Although it might have started as a pleasure it truned into a need. His daughter prayed and prayed. She agrued and begged. There monemts of joy, when washed up and stoped. But then he would start again. How can we hate something and not hate the person? It was hard for his daughter to not take her hate for beer out on him

Can God use a man who is drunk? She thought as they were driving down the dirt road. They were on their daily beer run. As they got there he slowly got out and walked in with a huge smile. He greeted everyone and talked with them. It didn't matter where he was he quickly made friends. He wasn't shy to talk about God, and he would if given the chance.ALways saying I have faith in God to get me through. God is with me. But the questioned was answered can God use this man even when he was drinking? God still used him in many lives around him. It was his simple heart loving his God the only way he knew. He not yet seen the wrong is drinking. That evening before bed. He said to his daughter come here I have something to tell you. I know that my life has had little impact for Christ for in the last 10 years due to my drinking. You know I always wanted to go to Africa.
maybe it was for you to go. I have faith I love God. I will do what I can with what I know. As though a fire was started within his heart for God. His passion renewed and new desires.
Let me tell you a story of when I was young, when I thought about this vision of Africa
Come and sit and listen.

So there I was laying in my bed. I was sleeping when I heard a voice. I was shaken from a sound sleep. There at the end my bed stood a tall Black African in all his warrior dress, he was holding a spear in his hand. I rolled over to wake your mother, she sat up and saw this too.
I don't what he was saying, all knew me and your mother was to go to Africa, but she have nothing to do with. So now I wonder if you are to in my place.

The next day his daughter woke up half sleep, she struggle out of her bed to begane another day with her father. She quickly turned the burner on in my small 17 foot trailer where her only heat came from these two little burners. When they frist get out of bed the bitter cold air makes gose bumps run down her arms and her legs. Not every morning is as this one, maybe it was all the rain the night before. So she strike the match and light the burner. They pulled out my Bible and reads, then she walked out, went for her slow jog prayer run. So they went inside and outside kitcen which had the camping stove were they made their food. He broke the eggs and put them in the pan then He took them, putting them in the flour tortilla, then him and his daughter ate. He then started the wood stove so they took their food and ate around it to keep warm. Then I his daughter went to do the dishes which she had to pump the water, with the green pump just like the old days. After I she sat down. He look at her in the eyes and said you know I thank God I have this cancer, yep I do because it enabled me to see God, it is better to have cancer and die and die and go to hell, then me good , I met some some friends, you ever know how long God will keep me here. Yep your right I think it might do some good. So would you like to drive
to black ranch road with me? he ask her Sure I would like to, so once again they took the 5 mile trip down the dirt road. As they were driving she looked over and couldn't help but praise God, it was amazing thing he was still here, she had thought that God was going to take him home, but it seemed once again his timing was giving him more time.

Before the weekend was up, they sat down to play a card game. Note the night before and actually every time she won, also the night before her father said I have been praying, that day the pastor said to the men wouldn it be great if your children walk in and see you praying,

It was then time for her leave, So he walked her to her car which he did every time. I love you he said as she drove off, Their was sorrow in both of their hearts, But soon again she would back.

As she was driving home she thought the day she drove at and first heard of this news. Of her father having cancer.
It finally had gripped her as she had woke up from the dream, as she now faced losing her father once again. But it was different as she faced the bitter past and daunting future. He had called her just a few days ago, asking her to come out. Now facing the facts of the death report.. Recalling the broken promises and words with without action, the lack trust. She wouldn’t believe unless she saw the papers. With little trust she had pushed him away for 6months.I guess some we have to it face it she thought. It was around 5pm when they set off, her and phil, “are you sure he is telling the truth are you sure?, he said. I am not sure, he said he went to the Dr and had the test report to show me. In fear she spoke I just don’t know. She look out the window few words were spoken for who knew what lay ahead.
I am willing to forgive was what she was faced with that as walked in the room.
They walked, small talk was made, then he handed the papers to her. She held back the tears as she saw the proof that she demanded, and the room was still as the truth came crashing down. I she her good by as she got into the car she was flighting the tears, guilt and shame filled her heart. God whispered let go it now time to love this man. She said Lord how will I never respect and really love him. She wept and wept the whole way home. She knew had no other choice but to give her heart to love him, which in return she would love to respect him. She wept at how hard it seemed. I do want to do this. But how is so hard, This mad gets me so mad. But whole way home wept at this trail that faced her. You must go and care for him, she was to obey.

As she drove home, she thought what seemed impossible, could be possible with God. Though still many more layers needed to be removed God was doing his humbling work.
It was an amazement to her that she was starting to enjoy being with her father. Although he would make her mad. She remember that day of many tears when her and father forgave each other all the pain in the past.

So there they sat. You could hear the birds and dogs in the back. As they sat you could feel the hot sun beating down. she had ask him share a few story from his past. He always started with you know I loved your mom. Let me tell how we met. It seems there was part of him that had ever let it go. Bitterness still ate at his soul. As a tears would come to his eyes as the pain was brought up again. Then a smile as retold his story.

There I was high on weed, just taken a car " It was on a Sunday night that I first stepped into Victory Chapel. That was April 24 1977, and a
revival was taking place. I sat back and listened
as John Vaner preached about the love of Jesus.
That night I surrender my life and my heart to Jesus. The sprit of God was alive in the place, and soon I also became caught up in that revival, for it was alive in the hearts and the lives of everybody there. In a little church on 1829 N. East St. Jesus touched my life, I would never be the same." I kept getting high and takeing things. That's when I met your mom. I had gone a Church get together at the park when I saw her. I ask her out. She said she would cook for me. When I went over, she made the worse food ever. anyways, I ask her to marry me.
she was 19 years old. We called her mother to tell her the news. She was so mad and sick at the thought of her daughter marry me. She didn't like me from day one. I gave your mother a ring I had taken." Although we were in Church they guided us in the wrong way, and soon were parted. He was sadden by hurt and pain that was caused through the Church. and their own foolish ways She had left him and remarried. She had a child while still married with him.

he said you know I forgive her. I just can't let it go. I loved her. Maybe I should have her come here and make things right, it has been 10 years. I should settle all things before I die.
Then he said you know I am sorry to for not being there for you. For caring more about me then my family. I just care about my beer.

Thats ok dad. I forgive you. For a couple of hours the talked of the bitter past. Sometimes
bring things to the light bring healing.
they huged and and cried and said they loved each other. As although they hadn't huged in years with such love and forgivness towards each other.

Now he said let me tell two story no three that happen many years ago..

It was a Sunday there were some people next door need help. They had a need I did go to Church to help them. The next week the elder ask why I wasn't at Church. I told I was helping someone in need.
They were very set up and said I needed to before the whole Church and say I was sorry for not being at Church. SO I stood up with a some rocks, I said you haven't sin cast the frist stone at me. and I waslked a way.

aother time I was driving back from work, when my friend was with me. When I saw a man on the side of the road under light with the hood of his truck opened. I got out to help him. after I was done, he tride to give me money. I said no keep it but I have something for you. There I told about Jesus Christ. I tell you the truth the man droped to his knees crying. Asking God to forgive him. Then I heard a praises in back groud. It was his wife and kids in the back. He had been beating her. She had been praying for him.

I was working at the court house when I was walking with this man, he was upset he said " they have find me guity but I didn't do it.
I look over to him I said I have a friend who was called guity who wasn't and they killed him.
He look over who was it? There I told him about Jesus. He droped to knees I will live my life to Jesus, forgive me.

For 14 years I lived for the Church, I stop all my old ways. But was itwas more the law then the love of God? Was it man saying jump, and we were to say how high? They go around to see who had TV's. I knew the Church was hard on your mother, if I was wise I would left sooner.

comes lets go for a walk dad. Ok but lets make it short. He was bleeding from the cancer and it was hard to walk far.
They walked down the side of the hill to the wash. As the dog ran a head. There in the simple moments of life, the seed of friends starts to grow. The moments to enjoy that are often look passed by busy life. Soon dinner time would come and joy of cooking as if they were cooking for a kings. Such plaing put in it. It made his spirit bright to cook for someone. He took delight in giving. They sat dine with few words. Just yum very good. Yumm I do say so. A smile would be in his heart as fed his daughter. You know he would say " what will the food be when we dine with the King" as if they could even know. What joy just trying.

The day when his ex wife would come to visit.
Each didn't know what to say. What was to say after not talking fo r 10 years? After small, he said may I talk with alone.
Look I forgive you. and I stil love and always will. What has happened in the past is the past. May we let it go. Please live for God. Don't harden your heart. Our daughter wants to be a missionary let her go. Send her. let her follow where ever God calls her. I love you. I hope to see you in heaven. She said I forgive you too. I am sorry you are sick. He said " it better I am sick and know God then die happy and go to hell"
God ways are good.

Then came the harder trail. He was married to a women whom left him and was living with aother man. He thought maybe she he get her back for five years he wrote letters. he didn't want it to end. But there was no coming back. She came to say good by.

He made his peace with other friends to make what was wrong to right. To know he wasn't dying with things undone.
when we are willing to forgive there comes true healing from the past. He was freed from te cahins of bitterness of the past when he let go.

So the year was coming to the end his daugher was getting ready to go to Africa. Still 8 months to go before she would leave. he was getting weaker she was doing more and more. " Come on dad you can't stay here by yourself"
he said back " I can I will I don't need any help. I like being out here no people" " If I go in town I can't shoot my gun" SHe said I think you can give up shooting your guns" " I can't leave to africa with you here by yourself" " there is a place in Flagstaff or Tucson with your son." He said I will think about it"
he was set in his ways. He wasn't one to change.
If he didn't want to do he wasn't going to do it.
But his daughter was just like him was set in her ways, and pushed and fought for him to see her way.
she said " I will not go to africa if you don't want me too. But her heart she was set and she was going, only God could stop her. She thought if God telling me to go then I have to go. I have to obey. He said no go Don't let me stop me" But deep in his heart he didn't want his daughter to go. although he said you must follow God' ways. He said " you have by blessing. go" he like her there.He look forward to having her there. But she couldn't see it as clear.
He said let me tell you a story about your brother " I was cutting wood and he wanted to climb the tree. Then I heard a cry dad dad very far away. I looked up and there 40 feet up was your brother, come down. No I need your help. I said God I can't get you gotta get him. We gotta down safe.

The richness of life stories can so easly be forgotten. She often tride to get him tell stories and write them down. But it seem the day went by and few where told.

She had worked everything out for her father to go to her brothers house.. It was getting hard for her father to drive and walk. She wouldn't have him be alone. She had thought maybe I shouldn't go maybe I should say with my father? But everything was getting ready for her to go. She felt it was God will for her to go and she would obey even if her was to die when she was gone, She thought I have to obey God no matter what. If God dosn't want me to go then he will colse all doors.

Her father had prayed over her, and had told her I gave my blessing to you.
In funny ways God can change our plans and make us go a differnt way.

They moved everything to her brothers house. Set up everything, she now had only one month and she was to fly to Africa.
There was a bitter heart within her father, why he had to be moved. I want to go back was in his spirit, where I can shout my guns. where my dog can run. There was a homesickness in his heart. It was hard to be living in such small place with all his freedom taken away. But God had better and sweeter plans that were ahead for him.

With her bags packed, and all ready.
She got a call from the Church telling they unsure that she should go. It seemed her health wasn't doing well.They had a great fear she would die and not come back alive. A few days later they reported that they not let her go.

She given almost everything away, she didn't what God had for her. But she knew God had closed the door. So with joy she accepted it.
She ask her brother if she could say with him for just short while, until she figured out what God wanted her to do..

As she sat with father he thought back to the time when God had gotten a hold of him..
he turned to his daughter and said..
" Heaven Awaits
Praise be to God, for each day we draw closer to victory. Eternity is forever, and soon the cares of this world will behind us. I rember one night as I lay in bed, my body sick from this ugly cancer, I spilled away, their I was, standing in front of God, I awoke and yelled out, there is a God. I was indeed shaken, was it a dream, was it a vison, was it Jesus. What I saw I can not even began to understand, but yet my sprit rejoices. Some thing inside of my heart tells me that there is a holy city, a new Jerusalem, and that the promises of God are true. John says, I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God. And he heard a loud voice from the thorn saying, “ Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death, or morning, or crying, or pain, for the old Order of things has passed away. God said that I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the End. To him who is thirsty I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life. He that over comes will inherit all this, and I will be his God and he we be my son. Rev 21:1-7.

wow dad she said when did this happen?
Hw looked at her just a week ago.

I do look forward to heaven, what a wonderful thought.she said
a tears came from his eyes. " oh how I long to be with my King" he said Jesus said, that in my fathers house are many rooms, if were not so I would not told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. Are savior is personally preparing a place for us in glory. John 14:1-4.
Daughter do not let the cares of this life separate you from the love of God, but rejoice for soon and very soon, were going to see our King. I tell you that there is a home for the righteousness, and if we keep his promises close to our hearts, we will all see that new heaven and new earth. I pray my dear daughter that you lift your self up this day, and encourage a other person, because we shall be in paradise with God.

dad what a wonderful thought to see God. She said
Again he said to her "you Know that living with this sickness has been very difficult and I find that my body grows weaker, and I appear to be tried & frail. But I declare to you, that my sprit draws closer to my living God each and every day. My strength is not of my self, but comes the God of our fathers, his words are true, his love is pure, and his glory will last forever. Don’t let the cares or even the lies of this world keep you from, knowing and living the truth.
For us that will simply trust and believe in the death & resurrection of Jesus Christ our Savor, than to you...Heaven Awaits.."

come and sit down I have a story to tell you..
she came and sat to listen
you said to me.. “I am hungry; what is there to eat? I can’t reach the water; can you help me please?”, Abby asked. She scampers through the kitchen looking for something.
She heard a yelling voice, “You are eating again!”
“Yes, I am hungry.”
“Ok, but you make sure you clean up your mess.”
“Ok, I will. You know you told me that already.”
“I know, but you forget.”
“No I don’t. I always clean up after myself”, she said.
“No you don’t.”
“Yes I do.”
She could hear the blaring of the evening news, Good Evening Arizona. They ramble on. She set to the task of getting food, because she was so hungry. She put in the meat in to heat up as she ate salad. She was told that she was so weird to eat so many greens. She turned the burner to hi. It began to burn and smoke filled the room. The voice was back.
“Not again Abby! Every night you smoke up the house! You got to stop this. We are not delighted with the brunt smell!”
“I am sorry,” she said.
“Don’t cook any more.”
But I am hungry. I have to eat. They just don’t understand how eating right helps me feel good, she thought. Forgiveness was made and good nights said.
“I love you,” she yelled, “and Jesus loves you! You know what?”, she said as she peeked her head through the door, “I love you.” Then she closed the door and peeked out again. “You know?”
He said with a smile, “Yes, Jesus loves you and you know I love you too.”
She walked away proud of herself. It was so simple, she thought. I am going to tell him everyday that Jesus loves him. Then it will help him remember how much He does. Dear Lord, help my daddy know you love Him. Thanks for loving me. She closed her eyes and fell fast asleep.

She woke up the next day eager to start. She ran to the window and said, “Daddy, is Jesus coming today? I sure would love to see him.” She pointed to him. “Daddy what do you think heaven will be like?”
With a still, stern face he answered, “Dear child I don’t know. Bur I’ll tell you one thing,” he said with a great big smile, “there will be good food because we dine with the Lord.”
This delighted her! “Oh Daddy! You know how much I love food!” Then she began to ramble on about all different kinds that might be there. He stopped her and said, “Addy?”
“Yes dad?”
“You know what the best part of heaven will be?”
“What daddy, what?”
“It is being with Jesus.”
“He must be pretty fun to play with! Oh, and do you think he will ride a bike with me? I do that with my beast friends. And do you think he will eat ice cream? Jesus is going to be the best friend ever! I want to see him now! When is he coming?”
“I don’t know, no one knows. It says he come any day.”
“Wow! Any day? Why not today?”
“Well get ready for school now, ok?
“Ok, I will.”

Now that all three live in the same home they had some fights, Lots of pride to broken down.
They might of had good moments. There was time that flesh won. When their tongues where as though they were set on fire by hell. They were not building up by tearing down. They yell out saying things they never thought they would say.
There emotions battled, they didn't wanted to be broken, did they dear to be humbled? Again and again they acted out of anger and not love.

One day her and father were fighting. Stop she yelled, Stop stop talking to me. You can't stop us they yelled back. Their anger was building up. They wanted their point to be made.
She was boiling inside. She yelled out with the most wicked words. and ran off to her room.
There she talked with God. I will not say I am sorry. Didn't hear what he said. He hurt me. But deep inside she knew need to say she was sorry. Then it hit her, why I am not really sorry? Why I am not weeping over this sin? I need to be humble, Help me lord to love this man. He says things that upset me, how can I let go?
after hours of fighting with her own flesh
she finally came out to say she was sorry.

She saw at that time, her prayer was to pray to hate this sin, of her words to her father. That she could use them to honor him and lift him up.
But what a battle we face, with our flesh, how we want to do this, but do the other things. It was a growing to put to death the flesh. It was walk of falling and getting back up.

She poured out her can I change, can you bring deep true repentances in my heart?

for a whole year they lived together, each day a layer of flesh was pilled away. His daughter had fought for years to get him to stop drinking. Wasn't God able she thought .But was he willing yield to Christ? The day came she said " God I will love him and accept this, I will honor as my father even if ever stops. God only you can change him.

a week later her father came to her, I going to stop drinking. But this time I am going to God. God can keep from this. and he never drank until he died.

He was on who loved to sit in the sun and work with his hands. If when he couldn't walk much he would go outside and sit in sun.

But the day came when he got a hospital bed, more and more he rested in bed. This was when her father started to write letters.

he called her in, listen to this what do you think?
Jesus called out from among the crowd, for off in a distance was a blind man. The scriptures tell us that it was Bartimaeus, a blind beggar placed on the side of road. Maybe he was nobody of any importance, no worldly wealth, not a educated man and surly no one need listen to him, just a blind beggar. And as he sat there alone, in a world of darkness, a world despair, a world filled with broken promises, it was then he heard that it was Jesus that was coming his way. His world had left him blind and empty, but the thought of calling out to the son of David gave him hope. And he cried out, and made himself such a rucks so all could hear, and Jesus the son of the living God stopped and called out to him, and told him to simply come. As we fight with lives daily affairs, its easy to become so wrapped up, and to forget about the words of our savorier. To simply drop everything and just come. When I was young I would listen to my friends talk about the meaning of life. Very few of us really seemed to know anything and found our selves struggling with life problems. Little did I know about Gods gift towards mankind and that his only son, Jesus died so many years ago on the cross at calvary. His death and his resurrection brought a new hope and a new reunion with God. For life is a gift, a wonderful gift, and we all were created by a touch of the master hand. God redeemed his creation by sacrificing his only son, for the sins of mankind. We have been set free, longer subject to the conditions of bondage. Look no longer to worries of this world, but towards Jesus. Cast your doubts, your scattered relationships, your addictions, your fears ,and your broken hearts on him. Jesus is faithful to forgive us of our sins, if will simply come to him. Blind Bartimaeus cried out, and the son of a living God, the one that hung stars in the heavens above, stopped, and told him to come. When Bartimaeus heard the voice of Jesus, and the commandment to come, he dropped anything and ran towards his salivation, for he was still blind, but he did not need his eyes to guide him to the lamb of God. We all need the boldness that Bartimaeus had. He had not seen any of the miracles done by Jesus, but yet he responded with faith from the words he had heard. We all must over come our fears, and our doubts, and take that step to call on him. As I sit in my wheelchair, I wait to hear the voice of my master, and on great and wonderful day, all my struggles, all the sickness, all the worries, all the cares of this world will be forever left behind. I will leave this wheelchair, and start running towards my risen savorer, the King of Kings & Lord of Lords. Jesus said come to me, all of you that are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I ’am humble and gentle to your heart, and you will find rest in your souls. Matthew 11:28. Now rejoice my bothers and sisters for, soon and very soon, we are all going to see the King. Listen with your hearts, and fill your souls & minds with his holy words, and as you lay down lives daily struggles, take up his yoke, and find rest for your souls in the words of almighty God. I declare to you, that if you will simply call out on the name of Jesus, then the God that creator heaven and earth will stop and hear your cries. It did not matter what the crowds thought, for Bartimaeus had appointment with the living God. Lift up your hands and yours hearts this day and you will hear, Jesus saying, if you are in need of comfort, in need of a new life, a need of rest, then simply come to me..

Your brother in Christ...

he sat there and wrote another letter
Greeting to my brothers and sisters in Christ Jesus. May the love of God keep you always. I write to you from my heart and soul. As I fight this sickness have come to realize that what matters most is the importance of a human soul. As I lay in this bed hour after hour, all I can think about is having just one more chance to share the love of Jesus. As death approaches nothing else seems to mater, but to hear the words " well done good and faithful servant." What matters the most to god is his Glory and his love for lost souls. We all were lost once ourselves and I pray that we never forget the very day and hour that God reached down and touched are lives. Our lives were empty and are souls were lost, until that faithful day, when we were saved by the blood of Christ. To own a fancy car is great, a nice home to rise a family, a job with adequate income is very important, family and friends are a need in our lives, but let us not forget the true calling that God laid on are hearts. Reach out to others, its time. If you fire up the barbeque, then invite someone different to come to dinner, its time. When you do a little grocery shopping, get some extra food and drop off to someone in need, its time. When you hear of someone that is in need of a little cash, stop by with a word of encouragement show them the love of god through you, by your willing act, its time. Share your love, share your time, share your life, and above all share what Jesus has done for you, its time. Go and tell all you can, open up your heart, your home, your life, and be bold, be understanding, be forgiving, and most of all be there. Look around and watch what is happening in the world today. This tiny little planet is getting ready to explode. As Christians we have the answer, we are the hope to help those who are in need. Be there, be strong, and be the voice of Jesus, its time.

Yours in Jesus

Heaven awaits

Praise be to God, for each day we draw closer to victory. Eternity is forever, and soon the cares of this world will behind us. One night as I lay in bed, my body sick from this ugly cancer, I spilled away, their I was, standing in front of God, I awoke and yelled out, there is a God. I was indeed shaken, was it a dream, was it a vison, was it Jesus. What I saw I can not even began to understand, but yet my sprit rejoices. Some thing inside of my heart tells me that there is a holy city, a new Jerusalem, and that the promises of God are true. John says, I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God. And he heard a loud voice from the thorn saying, " Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death, or morning, or crying, or pain, for the old Order of things has passed away. God said that I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the End. To him who is thirsty I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life. He that over comes will inherit all this, and I will be his God and he we be my son. Rev 21:1-7. So my dear brothers and sisters in Christ Jesus hold on to what your heart knows that is true. Worry yourself not about understanding the false teachings of the DaVinci code, but remember the truth that lives in your heart, for that is code that will surly brings eternal life. Jesus said, that in my fathers house are many rooms, if were not so I would not told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. Are savior is personally preparing a place for us in glory. John 14:1-4.

Do not let the cares of this life separate you from the love of God, but rejoice for soon and very soon, were going to see our King. I tell you that there is a home for the righteousness, and if we keep his promises close to our hearts, we will all see that new heaven and new earth. I pray that you lift your self up this day, and encourage one another, because we shall be in paradise with God.

Living with this sickness has been very difficult and I find that my body grows weaker, and I appear to be tried & frail. But I declare to all of you, that my sprit draws closer to my living God each and every day. My strength is not of my self, but comes the God of our fathers, his words are true, his love is pure, and his glory will last forever. Don’t let the cares or even the lies of this world keep you from, knowing and living the truth.

For us that will simply trust and believe in the death & resurrection of Jesus Christ our Savor, than to you...Heaven Awaits..

Your brother in Jesus