"ON THE ROAD TO GLORY": Thank you Jesus!

Monday, October 18, 2010

Thank you Jesus!

On Oct 18, 2010, at 4:07 PM, Kathy Santos wrote: Hi Wildwomen, I pray things are good for you. I was at the factory stores and I saw that your felt Art Bra is displayed and even your write up that you put along with it. It was nice to see again and to read the message. I am so happy that Linda and Vince joined you for a Bible Study. Thanks so much for sharing with my sister. My heart is heavy for the challenges that are in her life. Got to run......Write Back soon Love Kathy........

Hi Kathy.....Lighten your heart....God is watching over Linda and Vince and is the one in charge. She knows and he will only put on her plate what she can deal with.

I stand in awe of what he does in each of our lives and I give him the glory for all that happens....For instance.....When we were away this week-end Tom's brother, Carl, was driving the group bus, many passengers, and came around a corner and everyone had stopped. He slammed on the brakes, went into the other lane, past 5 cars and then back and everyone was safe.

Later that night, at dinner, everyone was praising Carl's expertise at the wheel......Sorry....it was NOT Carl....but God's grace and his plan that decided what would happen....Thank you dear Jesus!!!! and if it had not happened the way it did....We would still be thanking you..... cause you know what you are doing and I am so happy I have finally figured that out.....It makes life so much more rewarding and peaceful!

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Now that I have advertised my blog in the paper as a spiritual and artistic journey of a reborn Christian and a reborn Artist....Wow what a ride...... I guess I need to give a little history so those who do not know me will understand where I was in my past life and why I am writing this now....

I married at 18, not for love, but because I was pregnant. I had a wonderful son and a miserable marriage. But I was never one to give up and besides it was too easy just to let things slide.

When I was 31 my son was hit by a car and died at the age of 13. My husband and I each proceeded to go our own way in destroying our lives. Alcohol, drugs and rock and roll.

I was lucky in that I could keep up appearances during the day and had a rewarding career in the medical field. One of my conventions brought me to Portland, Oregon and my husband and I fell in love with the Oregon Coast. The marriage was still miserable but tolerable and I saw hope in moving to Oregon to get my husband out from under the control of cocaine. From the beginning of time I have always wanted to fix everyone but myself.

At 40 we moved to Oregon to begin our new life. Seven years later my husband was dead at age 60 from a horrific disease, interstitial fibrosis. I cared for him during the progressive disease which lasted 3 years. He died on father's day. As I sat in the room that morning waiting for the undertaker, I could only feel that our son had come to take his Dad home. I should probably note that from the time my son died I had written God off. There was no answer for me as to why children have to die, especially mine. During my husband's illness, I would walk past the chapel at Providence Hospital and something would call to me to come in and I would deny it, get away from me. I want no part of a God that appears unjust. Then 9/11 happened and that really cemented it in my mind that God wasn't worth the effort letting innocent people die so unfairly.

During one of my tirades about this, to a Christian, there appeared behind him, in blazing letters....."JESUS" Somehow I accepted what had happened in my life as God's will, I could not understand, I just had to accept and believe in his mercy.....and that is the day I accepted Jesus as my savior.

Instantly I was given a person to love, I was given my new husband's two wonderful children and then grandchildren. All that I had lost was given back to me...on faith, blind faith...because we can never begin to understand God's plan......Now I was right with God but I had not let him dwell in my heart and in my consciousness and I had not yet begun a relationship with my savior.

Then my new husband's 31 year old son was diagnosed with osteosarcoma and died..... but not before he brought his Dad and me back into the Lord's house and we became re-committed to God's plan for our lives, his word and his house.

I feel so very blessed that God did not EVER give up on me and he will NEVER give up on anyone until the very end...

Giving up the remote control has not been easy since I am a control freak and have always believed I was the one directing my life. But....I can only suggest trying it....you will be amazed at what happens and the joy it brings.....