Denise has been gone for 10 days. It's weird how I lived across the street from her and have thought of her more these past 10 days than I did during the entire month of April or May or many other months. It has been traumatic, but knowing that she accepted Jesus and is not in pain has really been a comfort to me. I've told several people that because of this, I will ask everyone I meet how old they were when they accepted Christ and were baptized. So, how old were you when you accepted Christ? How old were you when you were baptized? If you haven't done these things, would you let me tell you about Jesus and what He's done for me?
He's my Savior and Redeemer. Sooo many times He has protected me, even when I didn't realize I needed protecting until later. Jesus rescued me when I felt like I was worth absolutely nothing! I cannot tell you enough about my Jesus.
On the way to school one morning when my son was only 4 and in PreK, I stopped to move a turtle (which I always do...I'll explain that part later). He complained that he would miss free stations because we were running late, so I told him to watch the clock...this would only take 2 minutes. It only took 2 minutes and we were on our way. We arrived in our town at an intersection that was pretty dangerous and there were 3 cars crashed. An EMT was already on the scene. When I asked him if I could help, he said, "No. Keep moving. This just happened not 3 minutes earlier. I am an EMT and the ambulance is on the way." Do you have chills yet? God allowed me to see that He used that turtle to keep my son and me out of that accident. It looked like a pretty bad one and I am thankful even now (19 years later) that God delivered us! Here's a link to the full story...
✿.｡.☆♪♫*❤*Melly*❤*☆.｡.✿
A person's a person, no matter how small!" Dr. Seuss
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