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Almost A Masterpiece
Almost Masterpiece God's work in Progress
God designed each of us in his own image... I grew up what is now termed a P.K. In short form a preacher's kid, I was next to the oldest of five and the runt of the family... Of course, we have always been said to that we are worse kids but i beg to differ because can't get away with anything being a P.K. If you didn't go to church on Sunday whatever activity or event that was happening you couldn't go to it. When you went out to the movies, game, you went as a group and the is how you came back... We had to be in the house before street lights came on at night... If you had company to come see you, then he had to leave before 10:00. When you went out on at date you were suppose to come in at an appropriate hour and anytime past 12 was a new day.... The night after my father died we were al hanging out, everyone left of course, you know who the last one to walk in the house right yes i was me.... I heard from out of nowhere Good Morning Half Pint which was my nickname,I knocked the hinges off the door trying to get in.... Mom said, you saw him didn't you, I said yes mam, all she said to me was i told you so. I grew up old school you got some of the things you wanted, but everything that you needed.. There are a couple of bad moments that happened in my life, I lost the Only Man besides God who really love me when i was only 17 years old. That was the hardest thing for me growing up with a father or father figure.. The Lord knew what was best for him and me. We all have had to deal with tragic situations, that no one can explain but God. So as i grew into womanhood, being raised by mother i would say she did an awesome job. I went to college and graduated twice and the second is where the other bad moment come into play... In 1998 i almost lost my life fighting for a disease that was spreading faster than they could treat it. I was getting ready for class, had taken a benadryl for my allergies... I never had a problem with it before, my face was itching real bad the it felt like it was on fire.. I took a look in the mirror there was a rash, under my left eye that was spreading all over my face. Then i went in anaphylatic shock, Temp 103, face disfigured, lethargic, I had to write down what i was trying to say to my brother... He drove me to the hospital as fast as he could, when i got there i was taken to have a CT Scan fo my brain and as i waited for the results my condition was getting worse... After the doctor came back, in i was told you have two choices either i could stay and be treated or if i go home i could die in a matter of hours.. So all i could do at this point was cry and hope for the best and prepare for the worst... I was admitted on March 17, 1998 to Shelby Medical Center more than terrified than i could express to anyone.. I spent a week fighting for my life being administered 6 shots a day and various meds...My face was almost totally disfigured i asked for a room with no mirror, because i was no Mona Lisa by no means. My children have not seen me since the left for school, so when they arrived a the hospital and saw me all they could do was scream at the sight of me... I knew then it was really bad because I have never seen them react like that. I knew that moment God was already there because if He wasn't there, Then I definitely would not be alive and well today.... When i was discharged I had limited use of my left side, It was like i had a stroke or something, it would take me longer to do daily activities and that frustrated me... I am thankful after 14 years I am still here....You can't tell me God ain't Good.... He is awesome, He gave me my life back.... I still have a lot to be grateful, my family was there throughout this scary order their side... There is alot i wat to do like starting My Women's Ministry called Steppin into your destiny, Book Club Born to stand out....Children's Ministry Crowned and Chosen Jewels... And do some public speaking at varoius...Writing has alway been my second love....I am not able to do that on this blog called Empowering Women of Faith and Purpose.... These a strong, beautiful, spirited filled and caring women for the i thank you.... God is still working on me every day, like a diamond in the rough just meeds to be cut chiseled and shaped into perfect gem... So before yo throw in the towel Count your blessings, I Count mine because I could been gone there but there was a purpose for me still being here. God is Good I thank Him every day......
God designed each of us in his own image... I grew up what is now termed a P.K. In short form a preacher's kid, I was next to the oldest of five and the runt of the family... Of course, we have always been said to that we are worse kids but i beg to differ because can't get away with anything being a P.K. If you didn't go to church on Sunday whatever activity or event that was happening you couldn't go to it. When you went out to the movies, game, you went as a group and the is how you came back... We had to be in the house before street lights came on at night... If you had company to come see you, then he had to leave before 10:00. When you went out on at date you were suppose to come in at an appropriate hour and anytime past 12 was a new day.... The night after my father died we were al hanging out, everyone left of course, you know who the last one to walk in the house right yes i was me.... I heard from out of nowhere Good Morning Half Pint which was my nickname,I knocked the hinges off the door trying to get in.... Mom said, you saw him didn't you, I said yes mam, all she said to me was i told you so. I grew up old school you got some of the things you wanted, but everything that you needed.. There are a couple of bad moments that happened in my life, I lost the Only Man besides God who really love me when i was only 17 years old. That was the hardest thing for me growing up with a father or father figure.. The Lord knew what was best for him and me. We all have had to deal with tragic situations, that no one can explain but God. So as i grew into womanhood, being raised by mother i would say she did an awesome job. I went to college and graduated twice and the second is where the other bad moment come into play... In 1998 i almost lost my life fighting for a disease that was spreading faster than they could treat it. I was getting ready for class, had taken a benadryl for my allergies... I never had a problem with it before, my face was itching real bad the it felt like it was on fire.. I took a look in the mirror there was a rash, under my left eye that was spreading all over my face. Then i went in anaphylatic shock, Temp 103, face disfigured, lethargic, I had to write down what i was trying to say to my brother... He drove me to the hospital as fast as he could, when i got there i was taken to have a CT Scan fo my brain and as i waited for the results my condition was getting worse... After the doctor came back, in i was told you have two choices either i could stay and be treated or if i go home i could die in a matter of hours.. So all i could do at this point was cry and hope for the best and prepare for the worst... I was admitted on March 17, 1998 to Shelby Medical Center more than terrified than i could express to anyone.. I spent a week fighting for my life being administered 6 shots a day and various meds...My face was almost totally disfigured i asked for a room with no mirror, because i was no Mona Lisa by no means. My children have not seen me since the left for school, so when they arrived a the hospital and saw me all they could do was scream at the sight of me... I knew then it was really bad because I have never seen them react like that. I knew that moment God was already there because if He wasn't there, Then I definitely would not be alive and well today.... When i was discharged I had limited use of my left side, It was like i had a stroke or something, it would take me longer to do daily activities and that frustrated me... I am thankful after 14 years I am still here....You can't tell me God ain't Good.... He is awesome, He gave me my life back.... I still have a lot to be grateful, my family was there throughout this scary order their side... There is alot i wat to do like starting My Women's Ministry called Steppin into your destiny, Book Club Born to stand out....Children's Ministry Crowned and Chosen Jewels... And do some public speaking at varoius...Writing has alway been my second love....I am not able to do that on this blog called Empowering Women of Faith and Purpose.... These a strong, beautiful, spirited filled and caring women for the i thank you.... God is still working on me every day, like a diamond in the rough just meeds to be cut chiseled and shaped into perfect gem... So before yo throw in the towel Count your blessings, I Count mine because I could been gone there but there was a purpose for me still being here. God is Good I thank Him every day......
