HEAVENLY TEARS (awesome)

It was one of the hottest days of the dry season.

We had not seen rain in almost a month. The crops were dying.

Cows had stopped giving milk. The creeks and streams were

long gone back into the earth. It was a dry season which would

bankrupt several farmers before it was through. Every day,

my husband and his brothers would go through the arduous

process of trying to get water to the fields. Lately this process had

involved taking a truck to the local water rendering plant and filling

it up with water. But severe rationing had cut everyone off. If we didn't

see some rain soon...we would lose everything.

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It was on this day that I learned the true lesson of sharing and

witnessed the only miracle I have seen with my own eyes.

I was in the kitchen making lunch for my husband and his brothers

when I saw my six-year old son, Billy, walking toward the woods.

He wasn't walking with the usual carefree abandon of a youth but

with a serious purpose. I could only see his back. He was obviously

walking with a great effort...trying to be as still as possible. Minutes

after he disappeared into the woods, he came running out again,

toward the house.

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I went back to making sandwiches; thinking that whatever

task he had been doing was completed. Moments later, however,

he was once again walking in that slow purposeful stride toward

the woods. This activity went on for an hour: walk carefully to the

woods, run back to the house.
Finally I couldn't take it any longer and I crept out of the house

and followed him on his journey (being very careful not to be seen...

as he was obviously doing important work and didn't need his

Mommy checking up on him). He was cupping both hands in front

of him as he walked; being very careful not to spill the water he

held in them...maybe two or three tablespoons were held in his tiny hands.
I sneaked close as he went into the woods. Branches and thorns slapped

his little face by he did not try to avoid them, He had a much higher

purpose. As I leaned in to spy on him, I saw the most amazing sight.

Several large deer loomed in front of him. Billy walked right up to them.

I almost screamed for him to get away. A huge buck with elaborate antlers

was dangerously close. But the buck did not threaten him...he didn't even

move as Billy knelt down. And I saw a tiny fawn lying on the ground,

obviously suffering from dehydration and heat exhaustion, lift its head with

great effort to lap up the water cupped in my beautiful boy's hand.
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When the water was gone, Billy jumped up to run back to

the house and I hid behind a tree. I followed him back to the

house to a spigot that we had shut off the water to. Billy opened

it all the way up and a small trickle began to creep out. He knelt

there, letting the drip, drip slowly fill up his makeshift "cup," as

the sun beat down on his little back.
And it came clear to me. The trouble he had gotten into for playing

with the hose the week before. The lecture he had received about

the importance of not wasting water. The reason he didn't ask

me to help him. It took almost twenty minutes for the drops to fill his hands.
When he stood up and began the trek back, I was there in front of

him. His little eyes just filled with tears. "I'm not wasting," was all he said.

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As he began his walk, I joined him...with a small pot of water

from the kitchen. I let him tend to the fawn. I stayed away.

It was his job. I stood on the edge of the woods watching the most

beautiful heart I have every known working so hard to save another life.
As the tears that rolled down my face began to hit the ground,

they were suddenly joined by other drops...more drops...and

more. I looked up at the sky.

It was as if God, himself, was weeping with pride.
Some will probable say that this was just a huge coincidence.

That miracles don't really exist. That it was bound to rain sometime.

And I can't argue with that...I'm not going to try. All I can say is that

the rain that came that day saved our farm...just like that actions

of one little boy saved another.
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I don't know if anyone will read this...but I had to send it out.

To honor the memory of my beautiful Billy, who was taken from

me much too soon... But not before showing me the true face

of God, in a little sunburned body.
~Author Unknown~

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I read that story today, and HAD to share it with each of you.

I sincerely HOPE that YOU ENJOY it as much as I did.

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Well, I talked to Mom today, she still don't know very much

about what the doctors plan for her.

She said the one doctor (her cancer doctor) personally called

her at home today and ask her IF THEY HAD TAKEN THE FLUID

OFF HER LUNG AGAIN (she's been struggling to breath again, but

does much better when her lung is clear) He must have heard it.

Anyway, she told him No Sir, not yet.. and he ask her if she would

mind to come back to Roanoke... (but didn't really say for what)

She said at that he said, I'll call you back really soon and hung up.

So, at this point, we are still waiting.. but as she said it

"I know at least he's working on something for me"

So keep her in your prayers please, and her doctors also

that they will do all the proper procedures for her.

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Tomorrow is Wednesday, the day that Wayne is supposed

to call Norman and let him know about the possibility of

his remodeling job.. Pray for him too.. thanks!

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Well, it won't be long now until "we" are back to work, (Barbara)

and anyone that works for or with a school system.

The closer it gets, the more I know the meaning of

"bitter-sweet"

How about you? I am absolutely sure you know what I am talking about.

For us, as well as for MANY of the school children!

And lots of us DREAD seeing summer end also, that makes it even worse.

GOD BE WITH AND BLESS EACH OF US, PLEASE.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

REMEMBER: Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart,

as working for the Lord. Colossians 3:23 NIV

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Turn! Turn! Turn!

(To Everything There Is a Season)

The Byrds words adapted from the Book of Ecclesiastes by Pete Seeger music by Pete Seeger

To everything - turn, turn, turn

There is a season - turn, turn, turn

And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die

A time to plant, a time to reap

A time to kill, a time to heal

A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything - turn, turn, turn

There is a season - turn, turn, turn

And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down

A time to dance, a time to mourn

A time to cast away stones

A time to gather stones together

To everything - turn, turn, turn

There is a season - turn, turn, turn

And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time of war, a time of peace

A time of love, a time of hate

A time you may embrace

A time to refrain from embracing

To everything - turn, turn, turn

There is a season - turn, turn, turn

And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose

A time to rend, a time to sew

A time to love, a time to hate

A time of peace, I swear it's not too late!

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DEAR HEAVENLY FATHER, THANK YOU FOR JESUS,

AND HIS AWESOME SACRIFICE FOR US.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR WORD, LOVE, MERCIES, FORGIVENESS,

BLESSINGS, INNER PEACE, SALVATION, FREEDOMS, AND SAFETY.

THANK YOU FOR NORMAN, OUR LIVES, HEALTH, SAFETY, LOVE,

CLOSENESS, MARRIAGE, AND OUR PRECIOUS FAMILY.

THANK YOU FOR OUR EXTENDED FAMILIES, OUR CHURCH FAMILIES,

OUR FRIENDS, NEIGHBORS, AND CO-WORKERS. BLESS EACH OF US

PLEASE SPIRITUALLY, PHYSICALLY, EMOTIONALLY, MENTALLY,

FINANCIALLY (SO MANY NEEDS JOBS NOW DAYS) AND WITH INNER

PEACE, HAPPINESS AND SAFETY. BLESS OUR COUNTRY PLEASE

AND GUIDE OUR LEADERS. HELP EVERYONE TO KNOW THAT YOU

ARE GOD AND FULLY IN CONTROL. PROTECT OUR SOLDIERS PLEASE,

AND GRANT THEM AND THEIR FAMILIES INNER PEACE, SAFETY,

AND HAPPINESS. THANK YOU DEAR FATHER FOR ALL YOU DO,

AND THE FREEDOM WE HAVE TO WORSHIP AND PRAISE YOU SO

OPENLY. WE GIVE YOU OUR LOVE, THANKS, PRAISE, HONOR,

AND GLORY IN JESUS HOLY NAME,AMEN.

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Thank you for your prayers, and know that you (friends)

are in our prayers also. HAVE A TERRIFIC EVENING,

AND GOD BLESS YOU AND YOURS.