Barbara was driving her six-year-old son, Benjamin, to his piano lesson. They were late, and Barbara was beginning to think she should have canceled it. There was always so much to do, and Barbara, a night-duty nurse at the local hospital, had recently worked extra shifts. She was tired. The sleet storm and icy roads added to her tension. Maybe she should turn the car around."Mom!" Ben cried, "Look!" Just ahead a car had lost control on a patch of ice. As Barbara tapped the brakes, the other car spun wildly, rolled over, then crashed sideways into a telephone pole. Barbara pulled
over, skidded to a stop and threw open her door. Thank goodness she was a nurse--she might be able to help these unfortunate passengers. Then she paused. What about Ben? She couldn't take him with her--little boys shouldn't see scenes like the one she anticipated. But was it safe to leave him alone? What if their car were hit from behind? For a brief moment Barbara considered going on her way. Someone else was sure to come along. No! "Ben, honey, promise me you'll stay in the car!" "I will, Mommy," he said as she ran, slipping and sliding, toward the crash site. It was worse than she'd feared. Two girls of high school age were in 
the car. One, the blonde on the passenger side, was dead, killed on impact. The driver however, was still breathing. She was unconscious and pinned in the wreckage. Barbara quickly applied pressure to the wound in the teenager's head while her practiced eye cataloged the other injuries; a broken leg, maybe two, along with probable internal bleeding. But if help came soon, the girl would live. A trucker had pulled up and was calling for help on his cellular phone. Soon Barbara heard the ambulance sirens. A few moments later she surrendered her lonely post to rescue workers. "Good job," one said as he examined the driver's wounds. "You probably saved her life, ma'am." Perhaps. But as Barbara walked back to her car a feeling of sadness overwhelmed her, especially for the family of the girl who had died. Their lives would never be he same. Oh God, why do such things have to happen? Slowly Barbara opened her car door. What should she tell Benjamin? He was staring at the crash site, his blue eyes huge. "Mom," he whispered, "did you see it?" "See what Honey?" she asked. "The angel, Mom! He came down from the sky while you were running to the car. And he 
opened the door, and he took that girl out." Barbara's eyes filled with tears. "Which door, Ben?" "The passenger side. He took the girl's hand, and they floated up to Heaven together." "What about the driver?"Ben shrugged, "I didn't see anyone else." Later Barbara was able to meet the families of the victims. They expressed their gratitude for the help she had provided. Barbara was able to give them something more; Ben's vision. There was no way he could have known--by ordinary means--who was in the car or what had happened to either of the passengers. Nor could the passenger door have been opened; Barbara had seen it's tangle of immovable steel herself, yet Ben's account brought consolation to a grieving family. Their daughter was safe in Heaven. And they would see her again.
the car. One, the blonde on the passenger side, was dead, killed on impact. The driver however, was still breathing. She was unconscious and pinned in the wreckage. Barbara quickly applied pressure to the wound in the teenager's head while her practiced eye cataloged the other injuries; a broken leg, maybe two, along with probable internal bleeding. But if help came soon, the girl would live. A trucker had pulled up and was calling for help on his cellular phone. Soon Barbara heard the ambulance sirens. A few moments later she surrendered her lonely post to rescue workers. "Good job," one said as he examined the driver's wounds. "You probably saved her life, ma'am." Perhaps. But as Barbara walked back to her car a feeling of sadness overwhelmed her, especially for the family of the girl who had died. Their lives would never be he same. Oh God, why do such things have to happen? Slowly Barbara opened her car door. What should she tell Benjamin? He was staring at the crash site, his blue eyes huge. "Mom," he whispered, "did you see it?" "See what Honey?" she asked. "The angel, Mom! He came down from the sky while you were running to the car. And he 
opened the door, and he took that girl out." Barbara's eyes filled with tears. "Which door, Ben?" "The passenger side. He took the girl's hand, and they floated up to Heaven together." "What about the driver?"Ben shrugged, "I didn't see anyone else." Later Barbara was able to meet the families of the victims. They expressed their gratitude for the help she had provided. Barbara was able to give them something more; Ben's vision. There was no way he could have known--by ordinary means--who was in the car or what had happened to either of the passengers. Nor could the passenger door have been opened; Barbara had seen it's tangle of immovable steel herself, yet Ben's account brought consolation to a grieving family. Their daughter was safe in Heaven. And they would see her again.
~Author Unknown~
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I don't know if it's true or not.. but seems like little children can see things from God easier and quicker than adults ever even think of such a thing.. GUESS THEIR SOULS AND HEARTS ARE MORE PURE AND CLOSER TO HIM.. DO YOU AGREE??? OR NOT???
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YESTERDAY WHEN I GOT HOME FROM WORK (late) MY HUSBAND HAD MADE US A SMALL POT OF POTATO SOUP.. BOY DID IT HIT THE SPOT! THANKS BABE.. I REALLY APPRECIATE IT AND ALWAYS THE COFFEE!
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SNOW TOMORROW OR NOT? WHO KNOWS.. GUESS IT WILL BE HERE BEFORE WE KNOW IT AND WE'LL FIND OUT!.. LOTS OF THE KIDS WERE TALKING ABOUT IT TODAY.. AND SOME OF THE TEACHERS ... WE'LL SEE! PERSONALLY, I'LL BE GLAD WHEN IT'S CAMPING WEATHER.. NOT TO HOT.. NOT COLD AT ALL .... "JUST RIGHT!" LOVE THOSE CAMP FIRES.. HOPEFULLY I'LL BE MORE ABLE TO BE AROUND THEM THIS YEAR.. LAST YEAR.. (guess my asthma was still trying to be a problem) .... "always something! And it seems like it tries to put an end to something that you enjoy" BUT, I HAVEN'T GIVEN UP YET, BY ANY MEANS..
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SPECIAL PRAYERS FOR NATHAN AND ABIGAIL.. SHE'S HAD A SORE THROAT.. AND THEN THEY BOTH HAD DENTAL APPOINTMENTS TODAY.. LOVE AND PRAYERS ALWAYS FOR EACH OF MY PRECIOUS GRAND CHILDREN! LOVE YA!!! ((( HUGS))) PRAYERS TOO FOR NORMAN (our son) AND HIS POSSIBLE HEALTH ISSUE... ALSO, SPECIAL PRAYERS FOR MR THOMPSON.. AND MR GOFF.. GOD BLESS, COMFORT, AND HEAL BOTH PLEASE AND THANK YOU
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Let God Choose As for God, His way is perfect! Psalm 18:30
Let God guide you, it will be the right direction.
Let God plan for you, it will be in the right timing.
Let God measure for you, it will be the right portion.
Let God help you, it will be the right care.
Let God instruct you, it will be the right teaching.
Let God prepare you, it will be the right training.
Let God counsel you, it will be the right perspective.
Let God fight for you, it will be the right outcome.
Let God work in you, it will be the right result.
-Roy Lessin, DaySpring co-founder and writer
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PRAYING FOR MRS TERRY (Norman's mother) as she lives this her 86th year of life)... PRAYING ALWAYS FOR ALL THE CHILDREN WITH EB OR ANY OTHER DREADFUL DISEASES, AND THEIR FAMILIES... PRAYING FOR EVERYONE WITH CANCER AND THEIR FAMILIES AND CAREGIVERS.. PRAYING FOR OUR COUNTRY THAT GOD WILL BLESS AND GUIDE OUR LEADERS TO DO WHAT HE KNOWS IS BEST AND RIGHT FOR OUR COUNTRY.. PRAYING FOR OUR SOLDIERS, THAT THEY WILL ALL SOON BE BACK HOME SAFELY WITH JOBS TO COME HOME TO AND FOR COMFORT AND INNER PEACE FOR THEM AND THEIR FAMILIES... PRAYING FOR ALL THE "UNSPOKEN PRAYERS" FOR EACH OF YOU AND ASKING THAT YOU'LL PRAY FOR OURS TOO.. SPECIAL PRAYERS FOR EACH OF MY CO-WORKERS , HELP US LORD TO ALL BE CLOSE, CARING AND HELPFUL TO EACH OTHER.. PRAYING FOR EVERYONE LOOKING FOR JOBS, PLEASE LORD HELP THEM ALL TO FIND A DECENT JOB, SUITABLE FOR THEM... PRAYING FOR BETTY JO, TIMMY AND KRISTIN, WISHING THEM THE VERY BEST AND HAPPINESS!... PRAYING FOR HAPPINESS, REST, LOVE, AND GOOD HEALTH FOR MY SISTER JENNA, SHES SO LOVING AND GIVING! .. PRAYING FOR SPECIAL GUIDANCE IN MANY THINGS "UNSPOKEN" AND INNER PEACE ... PLEASE GOD, WRAP YOUR LOVING ARMS AROUND EACH OF THEM AND HELP THEM IN WAYS THAT ONLY YOU CAN DO.. SHOWER YOUR LOVE AND HEALING DOWN UPON EACH OF THEM PLEASE AND THANK YOU AND AS ALWAYS, WE GIVE YOU THE PRAISE, HONOR, AND GLORY IN JESUS NAME, AMEN. 
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