Today I am very aware of the last two years. I am still so amazed at what the Lord has done in me.
April 2, 2011 I received a call from my son in New Orleans around 1:00 am, All I could hear was mom its not good, its not good mom I don't think dad is going to make it. I will never forget the desperation fear and sadness in his voice.
A bit of history. My husband got transferred to New Orleans, he did not want the two younger kids and I down there. He said it was a horrible place for kids. He came home once a month to visit. He had been working there for a year when My second oldest son went to work for him. During that year I saw my husband changing. He wasn't as desperate to come home, he began going to bars with his friends (completely out of character), he was tanning, and whitening his teeth. My marriage was pretty much over.
Back to April 2. My son went on to say his dad had been hit, had a head injury, and was not expected to make it. A few minutes later a doctor called saying my husband was a Glassgow 3. This meant he was not responsive to external stimuli, unconscious, very close to dead. He was not expected to make it, but the only shot he had was a surgery to remove a blood clot the size of a baseball. I consented. I had to tell the two younger kids, When the kids kept asking questions and crying out all I could say was pray, that's all we have. I put a prayer request on -banned site-. Understand I was not a true believer at this time, I had no relationship with Christ.
We flew down there. My husbands life was spared. He had 3 jaw fractures, many facial fractures, many skull fractures, a contusion in the right front lobe and lost over half of his left front lobe. When I ask his surgeon why Tom lives and is so functional when so many are not, The Dr. replied "Oh that was God not me" He went back to work July 4, 2011.
August 17, 2011 the one year anniversary of my mothers death I found out my husband had cheated on me before the head injury and had contacted the women since. This took me out. I couldn't get out of bed. I would pray every morning please don't let me cry until I drop the kids off at school. Sure enough soon as the door shut the tears started this lasted at least 6 weeks.
True believers started coming out of nowhere during this time in my life. I was told to peruse a relationship with Christ. To keep focused on Him. For some reason I did. Began reading the Bible daily, went to every prayer service I could find, listened to every podcast, read ever book, prayed constantly. Looking back I feel like Jesus carried me through I don't remember making conscious choices to do these things, I just did it.
December. 2011 I was baptized in water and by the Holy Spirit. I was on a journey I could not even imagine Through constant prayer and Truth I have actually forgiven my husband, our marriage is changing, my kids are changing. I'm not sure if I had not been as low as I was would I ever have turned to Jesus.
I have been freed from anxiety, depression, resentments (I had a lot), unforgiveness, and "crazy". I am learning to love the way Jesus wants me to. I know Jesus loves me. That sounds cliche but for someone like me it changes everything. To know how much The Lord loves me has changed every cell in my body, every thought, every belief, every action.
Jesus only This was what I hung on "focus on the Lord at all times, do not get distracted by the affair, the anger, the brain injury, money, kids, nothing"
I still get distracted, The Lord brings me back. Thank You Jesus All Glory and Honor are Yours.
April 2, 2011 I received a call from my son in New Orleans around 1:00 am, All I could hear was mom its not good, its not good mom I don't think dad is going to make it. I will never forget the desperation fear and sadness in his voice.
A bit of history. My husband got transferred to New Orleans, he did not want the two younger kids and I down there. He said it was a horrible place for kids. He came home once a month to visit. He had been working there for a year when My second oldest son went to work for him. During that year I saw my husband changing. He wasn't as desperate to come home, he began going to bars with his friends (completely out of character), he was tanning, and whitening his teeth. My marriage was pretty much over.
Back to April 2. My son went on to say his dad had been hit, had a head injury, and was not expected to make it. A few minutes later a doctor called saying my husband was a Glassgow 3. This meant he was not responsive to external stimuli, unconscious, very close to dead. He was not expected to make it, but the only shot he had was a surgery to remove a blood clot the size of a baseball. I consented. I had to tell the two younger kids, When the kids kept asking questions and crying out all I could say was pray, that's all we have. I put a prayer request on -banned site-. Understand I was not a true believer at this time, I had no relationship with Christ.
We flew down there. My husbands life was spared. He had 3 jaw fractures, many facial fractures, many skull fractures, a contusion in the right front lobe and lost over half of his left front lobe. When I ask his surgeon why Tom lives and is so functional when so many are not, The Dr. replied "Oh that was God not me" He went back to work July 4, 2011.
August 17, 2011 the one year anniversary of my mothers death I found out my husband had cheated on me before the head injury and had contacted the women since. This took me out. I couldn't get out of bed. I would pray every morning please don't let me cry until I drop the kids off at school. Sure enough soon as the door shut the tears started this lasted at least 6 weeks.
True believers started coming out of nowhere during this time in my life. I was told to peruse a relationship with Christ. To keep focused on Him. For some reason I did. Began reading the Bible daily, went to every prayer service I could find, listened to every podcast, read ever book, prayed constantly. Looking back I feel like Jesus carried me through I don't remember making conscious choices to do these things, I just did it.
December. 2011 I was baptized in water and by the Holy Spirit. I was on a journey I could not even imagine Through constant prayer and Truth I have actually forgiven my husband, our marriage is changing, my kids are changing. I'm not sure if I had not been as low as I was would I ever have turned to Jesus.
I have been freed from anxiety, depression, resentments (I had a lot), unforgiveness, and "crazy". I am learning to love the way Jesus wants me to. I know Jesus loves me. That sounds cliche but for someone like me it changes everything. To know how much The Lord loves me has changed every cell in my body, every thought, every belief, every action.
Jesus only This was what I hung on "focus on the Lord at all times, do not get distracted by the affair, the anger, the brain injury, money, kids, nothing"
I still get distracted, The Lord brings me back. Thank You Jesus All Glory and Honor are Yours.
