Restoration In Progress. No Room For Emotional Upheavals Of Any Kind. Not Anger. Not Hate. Not Even Emotional Glee Upheavals. Rather Created Memories Of Days Gone By Avail Much…

The girls quickly made room for him. One of them gave up her bunk bed to laid the precious one on. He slept clutching his Winnie the Pooh bear. He woke to a house full of doting little girls to his delight. Just a little over 2-years old. He talked and talked, but! He stuttered. It was so funny! He entertained us all. I would ask him, “What’s your name?” He would start his answer, “Ssssst…” And I would say, “Spit it out Steven!” He would spit and start all over again with his Sssssst!

I don’t why people stutters, but! My method worked. After a while? Steven was spitting whole words with no trouble at all. On and on go the memories. We moved to a bigger house. There Steven found himself a girl-friend—Bonnie, cutest girl there was. Blue eyes, fair freckle face, long reddish hair, just beautiful. They play and play along the older children.

They were both under 5 so, no school, they got to go with me wherever I went. One day, they are sitting in the back seat of the Station Wagon while I am driving. I heard a conversation going on in the most formal matter, “Bonnie, when we grow-up we going to get married. I am going to buy a Ferrari and you going to work and help me pay for it.” Bonnie’s reply, “But Steven! I could not help you because I am going to be pregnant and I could not work!”

Can you imagine that? Where in the world these two got such ideas at that tender age? To this day it’s a mystery to me. I guess I was too busy cooking and washing and driving them all around to extra curriculum activities for them to get a good education that, I was not paying attention as to where my little boy was getting his education.

My profile. Who am I? Past. Present. 1. Past. A woman with a dysfunctional past big time. No matter what I did or not did? I could not function in the society of mankind. 2. Present. A functional woman—a human being under the care & protection of the Almighty Father/Creator of our beings. 3. In the past? A defeated woman saddled not only with the Dysfunctional label but also with the Bipolar, Manic Depressive & Schizophrenic labels. 4. In the present? An overcoming woman by The Power Of Love From On High up above the sky! 5. By The Power Of Love From On High up above the sky? I have overcome not only the Dysfunctional label but also all the labels this world saddles on all unsuspecting human beings. I am now an inspirational writer. I write to give witness or evidence of the Mighty Presence of our Father/Creator.in my heart & in my practical life. Whatever for? What would my witness do for you? Woa! You got me there! But, right before Yahushua was caught up in the clouds to go to the right hand of the Father, Yahushua said, Acts 1:6-8 It is not for you to become acquainted with and know what time brings [the things and events of time and their definite periods] or fixed years and seasons (their critical niche in time), which the Father has appointed (fixed and reserved) by His own choice and authority and personal power. But you shall receive power (ability, efficiency, and might) when the Set-Apart Spirit has come upon you, and you shall be My Witnesses in Jerusalem and all Judea and Samaria and to the ends (the very bounds) of the earth. … In view of the above Scriptures the writer records the journal of her daily living to give an account—to witness of the work that the Almighty Creator of our beings has done and continues to do in her life. I am a witness of the Almighty Creator of our beings in my heart & soul and in my practical daily existence! This is not a bogus claim but a reality in the life of the Author/Publisher of one of these books or SITES that you are now viewing! Thanks for your kind attention!

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