I am so thankful that I knew Jesus when I lost my brother, Jimmy. As I said before, I feel that the prayer that was said as I headed to the hospital is what has brought me from where I was before his accident to where I am now.
I have always known God but I haven't always trusted Him. When I learned of Jimmy's accident, I knew that I needed God and somehow I began to trust Him. I drove to the hospital I trusted that Jimmy was in God's Hands and he was. As my World as I knew it, shattered at the hospital and I begged my husband to get there, I knew that I was in God's Hands. As I somehow moved my way through preparing for a Memorial service that my sister and I planned, I was in God's Hands. I didn't sleep much in those days following Jimmy's death and during those hours I spoke with God.
God literally carried me through the very darkest times in my life. He carried me through losing my babies even when I was furious with Him for allowing it to happen and He carried me through losing my baby brother. There were times when I felt like I wouldn't be able to live without Jimmy and God has shown me how. There were times when I felt so alone and desperate and God has shown me that HE IS HERE and that He has also given me family and friends for comfort.
I have always felt like I was meant to adopt. I brought the idea up to my husband when we were struggling to have our third child. He wasn't open to the idea for several reasons so I let it go. We would talk about it from time to time but it was never a serious thought until April 2006. My husband brought the subject up and suggested that we check into adopting an older child. That was all that I needed to hear. The process was started right away and after some twists and turns, we have a beautiful daughter that we know was meant to be our's!
My testimony may seem simple to you and in many ways, compared to others it is. I just want you to know that no matter what your "story" is, God is there. He's always here. We just have to accept Him and allow Him to help us. He's always willing and when we allow Him to help, our lives are so much fuller.
I will always miss my baby brother but I know where he is. He's at the feet of Jesus, playing with my babies. I can't wait to join Him.
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Hi, Don't know how I found your blog, but glad that I did. Love your Testimony, and stories. Can't imagine what you have been through. But like you said GOD is there, Always has been Always Will be. Keeping you in my prayers.
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