|Posted by Mimi on March 21, 2011 at 7:34 PM|
I can't get over it, and I am no loger ashamed. God has saved me by His mercy time and time again, and my family. So many times I have made poor decisions, or had troubles that could have cost the life of me or my family member, but God kept us all. I am so thankful, and frankly, happy to be transparent for God. A little of me says "What will they think, or say to you next time they see you?". But that is just the fleshly side of me. My spirit says, "They will only have love for you". So here it is.
When I was 16 I used to go camping a lot, up around Estacada. My friends and I would caravan, and race up and down the mountain, and gravel roads. One time, I was driving about 55-60, and realized we almost overshot our turn. Me being a silly 16-year-old with few years of driving under my belt, slammed the breaks and hit the corner in the gravel. The car skidded until it landed head on into a tree.
I restarted the car, backed it up, and went on to our campsite. MERCY.
I also had unprotected sex in my teenage years, as many of us unfortunately do. However, I never caught a disease that will affect my future. MERCY.
When my son was born, his platelet count was so low, he could have gotten a brain hemmorage coming through the birth canal for "my" natural birth. But he was just fine, and they caught the problem and gave him platelet transfusions before we left the hospital, so he was and is fine. MERCY.
Millena was baby number 2, and had a higher risk because of the history with Adrian, so I had to have weekly IVIG injections to keep my blood platelets from attacking hers. I didn't see it as a big deal then, but I see it as a big deal now. The doctors wanted a cord blood sample around 8 months, to see if she had enough platelets so that I could have "my" natural birth, again. They couldn't get her cord blood. I had to have a cesarian. She needed a transfusion, too. Yet she is here, and fine. MERCY.
When I got divorced I plunged into many a drug (including nicotine and alcohol), and spent too many nights faded out of my mind, out of the house. Sometimes I don't remember getting home. Sometimes, not even leaving the spot. I drove often, cause Boo was just as bad. MERCY.
When Boo came home from that show, Jan 2007 in that real bad ice storm. He hit a concrete barriar and totaled the minivan. It wouldn't even drive, nor the sliding door close. He walked away. MERCY.
When my back got so bad, 14 months ago that I could no longer function. Not work, not sit, not even drive. Everything caused tears for literally a month. My family did not know who I was. I did not know who I was. I couldn't think about anything, but pain, and that my life was over. Because life in pain is not life at all.
I was led to the practitioner who would begin the physical healing. I was led to information on health changes, and shown by trying a new lifestyle, in faith that I would get better. Today, I am excited about my future, about exercise, about nutrition, and most of all, about enjoying my health and time as my family grows. MERCY.
God is the giver of all things. Think about your life, about when YOU were in a bad place, but someone helped you out. That someone was God, and He is calling to you! Praise Him for the times He has saved you by His mercy and grace! SHOUT IT OUT TO THE WORLD, that ALMIGHTY GOD IS MERCIFUL AND FAITHFUL! JESUS SAVES!