Why Are You Crying In Your Drawing?

  I drew this last week....I was asked if God heals my heart and soul than why was I crying in the drawing?

I was crying because of my physical body...how it is.

Bodies fail you...they do things you cannot control, or maybe you want your body to do something and it won't.

Death comes.

I am thankful in what comes after.

I am thankful that one day I will have a new body.

Some of you are going to not like this post very much...your going to think I am giving up hope that I would be healed. A small group of you may even say amongst yourselves that I do not believe enough to be healed....some of you may even say this to my face.
 It has happened before....You can say what you want to.

I was in the ICU last weekend, not Easter weekend the one before...Bad seizure.

I later was asked what I would like for a funeral....

My Body was and probably still is somewhat... having a hard go of it.

I don't know when I am going to die but it happens to everyone.

I don't know why God let Adan and Eve choose to sin....But I sure glad He made a way to save me from it.

God sent his Son to die for us.....but he did not stay dead !

Sweet Hope.

 

Death and Resurrection, My Hope and Also About My Sadness

 Today, I found out a friend of mine had died. He said he would get better because he wanted to dance at my wedding ...someday. Well when you think about it as Christians we are the church and the church is the bride of Christ, we will probably be dancing at THE wedding . Resurrection...something to long for, something I dream about. I want to loose the leg brace and the helmet, I want to be able to walk properly and not have seizures. I don't know if we even will have to walk then, but I am sure I would not need a brace anymore .
 The thing about all of this is if I had not been sick I would of never met this friend. Everything has a reason...EVERYTHING.

Also today I found out Daddy's truck is done for, and Cleveland Clinic wants lots of money, I thought that it was taken care of.

Today at I.V. I did get to see Ralphie !! He made me smile and made time go faster.

I also felt well enough to go shopping for a bit , almost an hour and got a new dress and a pair of pants since my favorite ones are falling apart. I have had both favorite pairs for five years and one pair cost five dollars and the other three , so I guess that I go my dollars worth.
 Anyway today was hard. I cried before I left for I.V. and I cried when I came home because my Dad was so sad and I had to tell him about the death. And I want to cry now because I keep messing up my typing. Life goes one.....and I MUST trust in God because I could not deal with days like this without Him. That is that.

What The Resurrection Means To Me...... And What I Wanted To Say About My Life

Hope, that there is more to life than just living and then death. How awful would it be if Jesus had to die for our sins and then He was just dead? Hope, that's what it means to me.

Now about my life, people that say I do not have one are very deceived, I have a beautiful life, a wonderful life, and I am thankful for it.  So what if I cannot drive and need help with lots of stuff? No one has a life free of stress and trials. I have my own set of troubles and problems and so do you. My life is still life and I love it.