So, for those of you who I have never met before, and my new friends who don't know my story... I decided, now was as good a time as any to tell you about myself:
Well, I was born in a small farming town in.... sorry... I couldn't resist!
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I have been so blessed to have been raised in a home where Christ was the centre of everything. At an early age I decided to serve Christ with my life... Which was the best decision I ever made... but 12 years ago my perfect life changed...
My father was on a fishing trip to Canada with a few close mates, and only one of them made it home alive.
My Dad
On their way home Dad, my Grandfather, and their best friends were all in a car accident Daddy was the only survivor. He was rushed to the closest majour hospital in Duluth MN, and no one thought that he would even survive the trip there... well, they were wrong. He lived.
He was in a coma at the hospital, and they said he'd never wake up. He's awake.
He'd never walk, or talk... HA! He does both!
He is truly a walking miracle... but here is where my struggle begins.
I was very young at the time, and was suddenly thrown into to position of 'Mother' to my 4 year old brother. Mom was practically living at the hospital, and I was scared... I had to grow up quickly... very quickly!
After 2 years in the hospital and nursing homes, Dad moved home, but he wasn't the same man. He suffered a tramatic brain injury, and is now like a 7 year old... in a 67 year old man's body. Rarely does he remember my name, he throws temper-tantrums like a 4 year old, and makes me so mad that sometimes I'd like to spit...
I didn't have much of a childhood. Like I mentioned, I helped raise my brother... I was teacher, chauffeur, sister, & mom. By the time I was 12 I was cooking, cleaning, traveling, and making some majour decision that even people 2 my age weren't ready to make.
The things that I have see and experienced most people couldn't even comprehend.
So, here's where I get transparent...
The things that I have see and experienced most people couldn't even comprehend.
So, here's where I get transparent...
I have the daily struggle of deciding whether to depend on myself, or on Jesus to make it through the day... well, after falling on my face in shame too many times... I have realized... No one runs my life like Jesus.
HE is my true Daddy. I have had to look to HIM for comfort. I won't have my father walk my down the aisle one day, which is sad, but I remember: I have a heavenly Daddy... who is waiting for His bride.
I'm still a work in progress... I always will be... everyday I still have to make the decision to wake up and committ my life to the Lord, but when I do... I know... It's worth it!
