01.31.07

the world still turns

Posted in Journaling at 11:41 pm by dearGOD

On my way tol the rec hall tonight I looked up and saw this humongous, clear and oh so bright moon and remember thinking to myself how spectacular it looked and knowing that somewhere so many hundreds of miles away my husband and my son aqre under that same moon.

I had a pretty good day, well most of it.  I went for my first part of the driving eval, which isn’t driving but paperwork and eye tests, which I passed them all.  Next week I try behind the wheel.  Then I went to PT to make sure I could drive the chair I got yesterday.  I could but some adjustments had to be made for these long legs of mine so I ended up with a newer chair.  But it is only to use while here since my arms are way to strong to keep one.  Or so they say.  Then I started my business trial, and duh, it’s easy.  But the best part of today is when I went to my counselor to talk.  When she saw me she told me to wait in the waiting area because she wanted to talk to me.  First thought was oh gosh what did I do but it all turned out good.  She is going to make sure that I get “every thing” that I came up here for.  Well wait, not every thing, she can’t help with Wally, but everything else.   Hearing her tell me that today was the best thing I’ve heard in, well about a week, I heard Christian tell me that he loves me then so that is better to hear than anything else in this world.

Now for the sad part of the night.  I know I could come up with so many other more creative words but sad is the only word that discribes the night’s events because that truely is all that it was.  Get to the rec hall tonight and am sitting there chatting with some friends when another friend runs up and tells us that someone just died.  None of the others believed him but me so I followed him when he ran off.  So I get to where he is and there the girl was face down on a bench totally limp and lifeless.  No pulse or anything.  Someone called 911 and they closed off the area where she was.  I was sitting there in shock, I don’t remember ever being that close to someone who had just died.  A few minutes later I got to looking around and all but maybe two people were already forgetting what had happened.  Some hadn’t quit what they were doing in the first place.  People were all piled up asking what had happened and then laughing about it.   Some were telling jokes, some playing cards, some watching tv, some even leaving for a field trip.  A girl had just died and no one as much as shut up for just a second.  No one offered to say a prayer.  Nothing.   I said a silent prayer begging GOD that if there was any way at all to put her soul back in her body to please do it and let this young girl live.  But in some situations that isn’t enough.  I sat there for nearly an hour watching them act as though nothing had happened, wondering if her spirit might be there and see them all, and almost in tears to think that out of all those people no one had it in them to ask the others to join in prayer for this girl, for her soul.  I think I should have been that person. I should have said something.  Some people are now saying that she is alive and in the hospital, some say she died.  I’m not sure.  But if she is alive, thank You GOD!

Well I”m off for tonight.

 

Goodnight Christian.  I love you all the way to heaven and back!

1 Comment »

  1. zen said,

    Hi,
    İ think we are the puppets played by the master ,which is GOD, and though we may not always be enjoying the game, God likes to be in control!
    So, my story is like this, i was born to a muslim family which is completely modern in Turkey is this possible, so i grew up pretty much in mtv culture, my life on fashion music etc.After Graduation i entered several jobs but funny thing happened, i lost each of the job i entered after 1 month perıod owing to wide varity of causes, sometimes it was me to quit, sometime i found my ass kicked out, sometime bussiness shut down or moved another town etc.
    I thought it was my destiny, to allow me a 1 month employee, anyhow i survived.My roommate was a french girl and i am not sure whether she had any effect on it but 3 months ago i found my self pretty much attracted to Jesus Christ and christianity, developed another mood for the world etc. I truly believe in God’s presence but the funny thing was that after 1 month i felt to loose connection with christianity.
    I guess God planned my destiny like a menu ‘ one monthy from everything’!
    Its so horrible since i cannot have a stability in my life, however i am not for rebellion though difficult i think i must show patience and i ask him for returning me the girl i used to be, cause i miss her, myself!


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