Wow so overwhelmed with joy – it happened again. I am with my family on the golf course and a man that I saw earlier in the afternoon was walking up to the club house. So I made a beeline back there because we had just walked by and I knew the girl working was by herself so in the club house I go and he is asking her about just filling his cup with water, meantime I use the restroom and then came out and he was already outside, so I quickly purchase candy bars and bottle of water and take them out to the man outside. He said thank you but I can’t. I said they are just going to go to waste if you don’t take them. He goes on to tell me be has been walking from a town south of ours and is on his way to a town north of us. I wish him well and that God provides him a safe journey. He thanked me again and I joined the boys on hole 2 -I sent an extra prayer up tonight for the stranger with the loving eyes 👀 you could see his soul in them. I don’t know why God keeps placing people in my path that I can truly bless but bring it God as I want to do you work and share the blessings that you have given us with others. Just show me how to do on larger scale I am you servant dear Lord.
So I was out and about the other afternoon, and the wind had picked up plus it had started to rain (mist). I was minding my own business when GOD decided I needed to help someone right now…and no I don’t mean in 10 minutes the prompting was so hard on my heart strings I felt like GOD was yelling at me!!! “PULL OVER, PULL OVER JULIE, PULL OVER RIGHT NOW!” I could see a young man struggling with his bags from the store (every time the wind blew his bags would almost knock him over) I laughed at God, ok I will do this but I will have to go around the block, as YOU can see I am in the wrong lane of traffic to help. But if you insist I will go through the block at Super 8 and come back around…should have known GOD was on a mission for me to help the next three cars behind me in the opposite lane turned off so I moved over, turned off the road into a parking lot, rolled down the window and shouted at the young man…”Do you want a ride?” His whole face lit up and his grin got big, he said yes that would be wonderful…he put his bags in back and introduced himself as Jack, I said my name is Julie, he said “Bless you sister for pulling over, and thank you for the lift.” He had just asked God for help…and there I was…this of course can only be the Father’s doing for normally I would not stop for a stranger…would you? He said he starts work on Monday…and goes on to say that he had been out of work for awhile and this was a chance to start over, only thing his apt is on the opposite side of town as Walmart…but he knew God would not let him down – and guess what, I was the one who could have not answered that calling and missed meeting this wonderful young man.
When you are prompted by the Spirit or God to do something – DO IT, you never know what life you will bless or what blessing will come your way because of it.
So the next time God tells you PULL OVER, don’t second guess why now, or I don’t have time right now, or can’t you get someone else….my heart is lighter and my smile is just a bit brighter now because I listened to that little LOUD voice from God!
When have you been prompted by God to do something for someone…share with me :)
So have you seen the new commercial for Progressive (in regards to the sprinkles being for winners). That statement made me chuckle on the inside, like if I want sprinkles, and want to celebrate, who are you to tell me they are only for winners.
Sprinkles are special and you can only have them when and if you are special too.
I am special!!
I am the only one that thinks my thoughts, celebrate with sprinkles!!!
I am the only one living my life…celebrate with sprinkles!!!
I am the only one to have the husband I have (unless one of us passes away) so again I say celebrate with sprinkles!!
Our kids are mine and my husbands, no one else will ever create that same combination of DNA…celebrate with sprinkles!!!
[Photograph: Vicky Wasik]
My family, my blog, my faith, my friends only I will have the combination that I have been blessed with….so celebrate with sprinkles!!!
This is my 97th post so I will celebrate with sprinkles, are they just for winners????
In my eyes NO WAY!!!
They are for celebrating life and as for me and my life, and where I am right now,
I will take sprinkles every day of the week and TWICE on Sundays!!!
Even in the Bible it speaks of the word celebrate 68 times (NIV)
Sometimes you come up with an idea for a post that never goes anywhere, sometimes one post can lead into others and soon you have many. This word for me I have been working on since Sept. yep that’s right writers block on a short word like CALM, I seriously have tried this post 17 times and deleted 16 so I am now calm, at ease with my life, maybe since Sept my life has been too busy, maybe this word came to me to show me how to calm down, slow down, and even just stop. The verses that I keep circling around are…
Jesus Calms the Storm
23 Then he got into the boat and his disciples followed him. 24 Suddenly a furious storm came up on the lake, so that the waves swept over the boat. But Jesus was sleeping. 25 The disciples went and woke him, saying, “Lord, save us! We’re going to drown!”
26 He replied, “You of little faith, why are you so afraid?” Then he got up and rebuked the winds and the waves, and it was completely calm.
27 The men were amazed and asked, “What kind of man is this? Even the winds and the waves obey him!”
How would I have felt to see this – a storm raging and then complete CALM – would I have been in awe or shock? Would you feel humble or would you be scared? I think for me I would have been all of those and more…I would have been in awe that I can see these things happen for real, shock that God was here among His people…humble that I was chosen to been part of His core group of followers and scared – if He could do that with a simple command of words what could He do to me with a snap of His fingers…I guess for me the calm after the storm would have been more nerve wracking than the storm itself, with the storm I knew what I was up against or at least could understand it but here when Jesus calmed that storm, He leaves me in a new realm of not knowing what could or could not take place. Here for that instant I feel very, very small compared to this friend I know so little about or for that matter really understand. Yes, Jesus calmed that storm but did He really or did He just show us a glimpse into a CALM POWER that we can only dream of. God’s raw unleashed power with the time of Moses was huge but the calm can be just as unnerving and perhaps even a bit more. I think this is why I struggled writing this because I now know calm is just a nice way of saying I HAVE A GREAT STORM JUST UNDER MY SURFACE, take heed, MY GOD is AWESOME AND POWERFUL yet can be very QUIET when needed.
Do you feel this way, does your belief in God come over you with the calming power of a storm waiting to happen, do you feel that you will burst if you don’t let your light shine? Do you feel CALM? or do you FEEL THE STORM WITHIN?
Ok so here goes prayer, we get asked by someone to pray for this or that in their lives and do we? Do you make a mental note to pray when you think of that person? Or do you more often than not just forget? I have a prayer journal that I try to keep up with and pray over but some weeks just get too busy.
So this week of Thanksgiving I have decided to try something. I am going to pray for someone I HAVE NOT MET, yep I am praying for a stranger, but you know what GOD knows exactly who needs this prayer and it will be there for them however they need it I just have to have the faith to pray. So here is my challenge I want you to start Dec. 1st, and pray for a child, woman or man that GOD prompts into your heart and stop when ever HE prompts you. You see prayer can not be on our human schedule it has to be on GOD’s schedule, He knows how to wrap His love around us when we need it so why can we not trust Him to do this for someone we have not met yet or who may not even believe in GOD. It might just be your prayer could be the answer to a question they have been asking… “GOD if your there? please show me someone could care for me.”
We truly need to free with prayer, it may lead you to some amazing stories and some amazing people you have not met yet. I don’t know about you but as for me this is just powerful. I can pray for a complete stranger at any given moment in time and God will use that prayer for just the person who needs it. Maybe my prayer will save the life of an unborn child that will grow up to discover a cure for cancer. Maybe I reach that dad in time before he takes his life by drinking to much and his son finds him. Maybe my prayer will help one in a nursing home find hope and love again.
We know not why we pray sometimes, we just feel the Hand of God upon us to do so. Jesus even prayed in
Julie AKA ginghamchick
So when one really stops and takes a look around you begin to not only see the inside of you. You also begin seeing the hand of God in everything around you. I know we are all part of cosmic dust, and just randomly got smashed together, then by pure luck we oozed out of the muck and mire to form a creature that walked onto land to form over thousands of years to create a monkey/man then become more and more refined…nope I don’t buy that line for a minute.
My story starts with a middle aged woman and her husband going to deliver their third child; it was a chilly Nov. 17th morning that started with us checking into our local hospital as Cole was to be a C-section.
Prepped and ready to deliver, he made his appearance just fine, and we were soon reunited in a room on second floor, family and friends surrounded us, as all wanted to meet Cole. You see he had been a long time coming as my husband and I struggled to have more children after having our two girls with 3 miscarriages one where I was rushed to the operating room. But this was to be the answer to our prayers, our little boy, pride and joy of our family but our short lived happiness (less than 12 hours) with Cole was about to take a turn that we would never forget, nor will we forget the ANGELS that God had placed in the path of Cole.
As if orchestrated by a higher hand the night unfolded into a blur of events that at the time we did not see how everything melted together for a single reason, His master plan.
5:30 and the change of doctors on the floor, and my nurse Bobbie (angel #1) thought she heard something in our son’s lungs that did not sound quite right. So before the switch she asked the previous doctor what he thought, he said it was just probably amniotic fluid, and that it should clear by morning. But Bobbie was a friend and previous co-worker and that answer did not sit with her. So she again asked about the noise in the lungs when the switch took place. This time Dr. Benson (angel #2) asked that she get my permission for an x-ray. Of course I did sign permission only to have them both come in my room not 15 minutes later, Bobbie (my nurse and friend) held my hand while the doctor told me that this spot (right here as he pointed to x-ray) should not be there. I feel that Cole may be developing pneumonia and we do not have the care facility to take care of him. Bobbie will help you fill out the paperwork for the life-flight to Fargo.
My mind raced, not my boy, not now, Oh God why, where is Mark (my husband) he should be here, my parents, I need my parents, not now God…I signed the forms and the order went out. I looked out the window and held back the tears that were threatening, it was starting to snow. I hoped and prayed the flight would be ok with the snow. My friend at the reception desk put the call out for pediatric life flight and had someone cover for her at the desk and rushed upstairs, walked into my room, gave me a hug and said it will be ok, now who can I call for you. Wendy (angel #3) proceeded to surround me with love by getting my family back in my room; Mark came over by police (angel #4 and 5) escort as he was in at our daughter’s school lock-in for the night. The police were the only ones who could get in (security reasons) but he came without Carrie (our daughter) and had to go back and get her. So while he did that we tried to get ahold of my parents who were watching our other daughter Cassie. But no such luck phone line rang busy…they must be on the internet (dial up) so we called their next door neighbor Dan (angel #6) who was happy to run over and tell them they needed to come back up to the hospital. Mark’s parents rushed back, so did his sister, and our cousin Nancy, also the call went out to our church and two pastors came up as well as Mark’s parents’ pastors and his wife. All in all when Cole was packed in the isolate for his flight we had 20 + (angels #7-30) people in the room, we joined hands and prayed for a safe flight and that Cole would be ok. The life flight nurse even joined in prayer and whispered to me as she left “it will be ok I will look after him tonight.” (angel #31)
Our family and friends left, our parents left with our girls (who looked so sad), and Mark & I were alone with our thoughts not wanting to voice anything for fear we may lose Cole, (I think we both felt the raw gut feeling that something horrible was about to happen) just as we lost the three previous of him. Mark finally left about 2 am when we knew Cole was resting just fine in Fargo. The snow continued to fall and I let my tears fall too along with my thoughts of maybe never having another child.
The next morning the roads were not passable to Fargo, so we had to wait to get to Cole, it was a very long day. Word came from the doctors that they would like to perform some tests so with much paperwork faxed back and forth some tests were started. Mark left with my dad and his parents Sunday morning for Fargo. My mom stayed back to watch our girls. While the girls and my mom came up for a visit, we got the call from Mark, “Cole has a tumor,” he stated into the phone in almost a whisper. Our world stopped, “A TUMOR,” I repeated back, with the cold realty that this was not going to be easy sinking in.
When I was finally released from the hospital (remember I had surgery) and could make the trip to Fargo, Cole was already 5 days old, and today when he was hooked to even more machines was to be his first surgery…a biopsy to see if the tumor was cancer. Dr. Bowdie (angel #32) performed the surgery and he told us that he was not even supposed to be in the state as he had a new position in Philadelphia, PA waiting on his arrival. Yet their home had not sold here yet and he had a few patients that he could not leave yet. So as our family waited for news that Cole surgery was complete; calls started flooding our answering machine at home. Every message was from someone that had added Cole to a prayer list or prayer chain by the end of his cancer battle we had over 1,450 churches from MN to AZ and TX and thousands of people praying for him.
The news for Cole’s biopsy came in but it did not come from the lab, it came from a wonderful doctor, who just happened to be going through the lab area while they were getting Cole’s samples packed to ship to New York (3 days of waiting for results). He took a look at one of the slides and said he needed to speak with us. His name Dr. Nathan Kobrinsky (angel #33), we would soon find out that he would be Cole’s cancer doctor, his specialty being pediatric cancers. Cole was diagnosed with stage 3 Neuroblastoma cancer, the tumor was the size of my fist in his small 8 pound body, it has masked itself as part of the lung (so it was never seen on any of my ultrasounds) and pushed his heart down so it fluttered below his rib cage.
Day 7 of life and the start of chemo, the first round hit Cole’s immune system so hard he was put in isolation and for the next 4 days we did not know if Cole would ever have an immune system again. His counts stayed a 0, but on day 5 his count went to 103 and the next day 3,000 then to over 10,000. Our little miracle baby was going to pull through the first round of chemo. (angels came and went over the course of our time in and out of the Roger Maris Cancer Center and Merit Care Hospital now know as Sanford Health that I lost track of how many touched our life because of Cole)
Three more rounds of chemo and one more surgery (Feb. 22, 2001) to remove the remaining part of the tumor that was performed by none other than Dr. Bowdie because his house had not sold yet (it sold two days after Cole’s last surgery). One week later, Cole was sent home with a clean bill of health. Today he is a healthy 13 year old full of happiness, and smiles.
He has shown us true courage and love, and how one small child can change your world, as one small child (Jesus Christ) did thousands of years ago. We are blessed so much, with wonderful everyday angels, and we know God truly answers prayer. May your 2014 be rich with everyday angels because God is always working in the background you just don’t see the whole picture till you take a step back! Today I am connected deeper to more families and people that have went through or are in the process of Cancer especially pediatric because our son touched my life. For more information on neuroblastoma cancer or others cancers.