God's Grace and Mercy

Ok, as promised I am going to give you just a little insight into our past year. Our adventure started on Dec 28, 2007 with a phone call. A phone call I will never forget, it was a call like non other and I pray there will never be another like it. Accusations were made and I thought this is crazy, so far fetched and beyond my comprehension. Honestly, I thought it all was a bad dream. then an interview with an police officer and in February we were told charges had been brought. NO WAY, this is a nightmare, Dear God Help us, this can not be. Well it was and the Lord was there every horrible, miserable step of the way. We went through a time I pray no other parents or sons or daughters ever have to go through. Although I know we are not the first and sadly we will not be the last, this will happen to. The first thing I did was call the Elders in my church and they were there. My precious son and I were not alone. Let me tell you, I am so very grateful for my Elders and for their wives. One in particular has become a dear friend and she is my sister. I love her, she has seen and heard me at my worst, yes, there were tears and tons of frustration. I would love to tell you that I kept it together and trusted the Lord all along, sadly the truth is I ranted, raved complained and wept. The momma bear in me came out and I turned to this and another precious sister. My son turned to the dear dear men in our church. There were a few who knew everything and they were there for my precious son. I have been blessed to see a boy who started out with a huge chip on his shoulder, he had always felt betrayed and neglected. His father had been gone since he was 6 months old. He had been praying for a Dad since he was a small boy of 5 or 6. He was angry and hurt, he saw boys with their dad's and now this? "What does God want from me?" he asked. He found out. God wanted everything, He wanted total surrender and He wanted this boy to cry out to his Father. His Father who had never left him or forsaken him. To his Father who had heard every prayer and seen every tear, who knew his deepest fears and who loved him as no other. The Father who longed to have his son come to Him, to call out and to seek Him. This Father loves this young man so much that He was willing to do whatever it took to turn the boys heart to his Father. I have seen and am seeing this young man change from an angry boy to a loving young man. He has been through the valley of the shadow of death and he was not alone. His Father, was there and He had other men there with this son. My son now sees he is blessed and has many fathers, and that his Daddy is bigger and more loving than any of them. From a boy who only read his Bible when he was told, to a young man I catch reading and studying his Bible at all hours. From a boy who protested when asked to pray, to a young man who now loves to pray.
This past year, there were times that it looked as though my precious son was being railroaded, and that there was no hope. From a public defender who wanted to plea, and did not have time to fight, to a DA who wanted a conviction no matter what it took. Social Services, Guardian Ad-Lidem, Pretrail release, bond, booking, call in everyday, check in everyday every time we went anywhere or did anything. My son was "tomato staked" to me for just over a year. We were always together. What at first sounded like it would be a burden, became a huge blessing. I got to know my son, really know him. I have always loved him but I really like him. He is funny, with a dry wit. He loves to cook and bake. He is passionate and amazing. He has a passion for life and a depth of spirit I never imagined. He is an inspiration to me, and I am blessed to be his mother. I am beginning to see the man he will become, and I really like what I see. I see a 15 1/2 year old who knows the value of friendship and who cherishes those in his life. This was a rough time and it was scary at times, but through it all God was in control and on January 14, 2009 charges were dropped and victory was His. 13 long months and the Lord was there all along, we praise His Holy Name and sing of his Glory. The Lord fought this battle and triumphed. Victory was not just had in that court room, but the great battle was fought and won in the hearts and lives of God's children. My son knows that the victory is the Lord's and now he loves and is committed to his Father in Heaven. He is now leading us in family worship and will be leading, with the guidance and direction of the dear men in our church, a bible study in February. This was not even possible a year ago. My heart is overjoyed and there is joy, real joy in the Lord. In November 2007, I prayed that the Lord would grab a hold of my son's heart and that He would do whatever it took to convict him of God's love. I prayed that it would truly be well with my soul, and I know that God loves and answers the prayers of His children. I can say to you

"It is Well With My Soul"

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,When sorrows like sea billows roll;Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,It is well, it is well, with my soul.
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It is well, with my soul,It is well, with my soul,It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,Let this blest assurance control,That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
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My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!My sin, not in part but the whole,Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
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For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:If Jordan above me shall roll,No pang shall be mine, for in death as in lifeThou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
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But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,The sky, not the grave, is our goal;Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!
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And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,Even so, it is well with my soul.
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words written by Ho­ra­tio G. Spaf­ford
This hymn was writ­ten af­ter two ma­jor trau­mas in Spaf­ford’s life. The first was the great Chi­ca­go Fire of Oc­to­ber 1871, which ru­ined him fi­nan­cial­ly (he had been a weal­thy bus­i­ness­man). Short­ly af­ter, while cross­ing the At­lan­tic, all four of Spaf­ford’s daugh­ters died in a col­li­sion with an­o­ther ship. Spaf­ford’s wife Anna sur­vived and sent him the now fa­mous tel­e­gram, “Saved alone.” Sev­er­al weeks lat­er, as Spaf­ford’s own ship passed near the spot where his daugh­ters died, the Ho­ly Spir­it in­spired these words. They speak to the eter­nal hope that all be­liev­ers have, no mat­ter what pain and grief be­fall them on earth.

What I have been up too! A Moderen Day Miracle.

I have been very busy working on my business website and getting some advertising with Facebook. I love to sew, and my business website is www.bloomersnmore.com I am preparing for Valentines and for Easter. I have a facebook account and am now advertising with them, let's see how cost effective this is. Oh I also have an account with ETSY. I am finally really into the mind set to push my business. I am amazed how much clearer my mind is now that a year long trial has finally come to an end.

Okay, let me back up to November 2007. As usual I was unable to sleep and being in chronic pain I was fighting depression. At about 3 in the morning, I cried out to the Lord, my heart heavy and overburdened. My then 14 year old son was rebelling and I could see his heart hardening and I just could not seem to reach him, as I said I was in pain, overwhelmed, depressed and I had reached a point of total desperation. I was listening to some hymns trying to calm my spirit, when "It is Well with My Soul" come on. Oh how I pleaded with the Lord that early morning for that to be real for me and not just words to a song I would sing. I begged and pleaded with the Lord to do whatever it took to take me to that place, and for Him to do whatever it took to soften my son's heart and to make it soft and fleshy, and filled with a longing and yearning for His Word and for His ways. I am reading my journal and I can tell you, these were cries from the depth of my soul and the bottom of my heart. I just knew we could not continue as we were.

Let me tell you the Lord answers prayer, oh, and in ways you cannot imagine. Come on this incredible journey with me.

Health

Oh to be healthy. when I think of what that means, sadly physical health is what comes first to mind, this is fleeting and will pass away. Eternal health is what I seem to lacking and what I should be seeking, more than physical health. the Lord is constantly working with me and on me. I am amazed at His faithfulness.