Messages By: baseball

The power of the Lord is strong, and his Spirit is real.  I have been through withdrawals from this medication before, fetanyl, or Duragestic pain patches.  I did not have 250.00 to pay for these.  The Withdrawal symptoms are so painful, so debilitating.  So horrible.  But I have been watching preaching on television, and the preacher said to the audience, stand up and praise his name.  And all of the sudden the spirit filled me and I stood and started praising his name.  I have a hard time reading my Bible because it is fine print, and my glasses are broken.  

But I grabbed my Bible, and lifted it up towards the heavens, and the preacher inspired me, not by words, but by a hidden message in his message to touch my body and my mind with my Bible.  He stated talking about healing, and praise GOD I stood up, and touched my body from head to my back and neck and I felt the Spirit of GOD go through my body and relived the symptoms I was suffering.  

The Spirit is strong, and I am meek, and I am weak, but he is strong, and he has the power to heal, and to help.  I was listening to an earlier message about forgiveness.  IT was a powerful statement.  

• To forgive is relieve your self from the bondage of the sickness.  But if you do not forgive, you are not doing anything to hurt the ones who hurt you, but you are hurting only yourself.
• Amen and Amen.

Praise GOD,  he will provide.  They will know that the Almighty GOD is more powerful than the billions and billions of dollars that back up their world wide corrupt organization.    

God will prevail, they will suffer, they will pay for their evil doings, for their lack of concern for human suffering.  The preacher said stand up.....It's amazing, I could barley move a few minutes earlier.  

Hallelujah.  

djmatt  

I am very sorry for my selfish self absorbed posts yesterday.  I have been in a very bad place emotionally lately.  I was selfish and wrong to say what I did regarding thoughts of suicide and then try to brush it off as if was funny which it wasn't.  It was my way of trying to deal with it.  I guess I try to do that.  Act like it is not a big deal, but, it is and was a big deal.  Suicide or even talking about suicide is no laughing matter.  But, I tried to make it a laughing matter and I am so, so, so, sorry for that.  I ask your forgiveness and I pray to our Lord that you will read this and understand and I beg God that I have not caused harm to any of you. 

I am very sorry and I pray to God that I haven't put negative thoughts into you.  I just ask your forgiveness.  I have always tried to be the one you can count on to help you and guide you through your painful and difficult times.  But, I failed.  Instead, I unloaded on you and that was WRONG!!!!! 

I am truly sorry.  I guess, I just needed to unload and I was wrong.   

Again, I ask your forgiveness and I have prayed so much that I haven't hurt anyone or put painful and negative thoughts in any of you.  You are like a family to me and I feel as if I have hurt you and that is a pain I will deal with with prayer and time to heal. 

Remember, you all are very good people.  I will do my best to stay positive and help you all with uplifting and supportive ideas and (( hugs )). 

Hope you forgive me and understand. 

Neko/Vickie 

I am so sorry to hear what has happened to you. I don't know how my mom is handling things now.He died in his bedroom in her home. She came home and found him dead, and it was friday. So I know that she has a hard time with Friday's and being at home. She has taken off to Europe for vacation which i think is good for her. I also feel like it was the last loving gift i could have given him to do his hair and makeup. I am a hairdresser and he liked how i did his hair the best. I did the best i could. We had his funeral on his birthday which was very hard. I remember when I found out I was already on my way to see him for his birthday, and We were less than an hour away (I live 3 hours from him). I called to say I would be there soon, and my stepdad asked to talk to my husband. He pulled over to the side of the road to tell me. Time stopped right then and didn't start again for like a week and a half. I played a piano solo at his funeral. I feel like I maybe should have left earlier that day that he died. maybe I could have gotten there in time or something. I sort of feel guilty. I feel like I knew this could happen and I could have stopped it. He called me out of the blue the night before and talked to me for a long time. He ended up dying we think from Asphyxiation. And we have not gotten the Autopsy back. I feel like I need it for closure. Did they have to Autopsy your daughter? It seems like we should have that back by now. Anyways, It helps to know that I'm not alone, thanks. 

Don't tell GOD how Big your problem is.   

Tell the problem how Big your GOD is!   

Good Day to all!  

hpy_campr  

Hello everyone, I can't really say why I decided to do this, just that I'm having a really hard time and need some help from somewhere.  

On December 1st of 2004 My 33 year old, (middle) daughter was killed in an automobile accident. I had a hard time dealing with this loss and at the time had custody of my 13 year old granddaughter, Desi, the child of my youngest daughter. She took the loss of her aunt pretty hard too but we dealt with it together and did well I thought.   

Then on May 30th of 2005, only 1 day short of 6 months from loosing my daughter, my granddaughter was also taken from us due to an automobile accident. I'm really having a hard time with this one. I think of her all the time and I seem to find myself thinking of how scared she must of been those last few minutes...   

I do well to put up a good front for my friends and family members, who all thought I was going to crash and burn because of these losses and have them all believing that I'm fine now, but when everyone leaves me alone I'm a mess.  

I don't want my family worrying about my mental stability when they are having to deal with these same losses and can't really make anything better with their love or words anyway.  

I know they love me and I do them too, but at the same time I don't want the attention at all.  

I felt as if they thought I needed a babysitter for over 8 months with this to start with and know if they knew I was still in such a state over this they would be right back watching me again.  

I am not now and never have been suicidal over this, I'm too afraid of the repercussions (mental, physical and/or spiritual) of that to even attempt it so that isn't a worry here... it's the pain of loss that isn't healing that worries me... why can't I just let go of Desi as easily and quickly as I did with my daughter? If I could find that answer, I might be able to work this out better.  

Any ideas or suggestions will be welcome and appreciated.   

Love and Blessings   

Kate