As we enter this life here on earth, we are given the breath of life from the Great Father, and we are given to the care of two others ,who have been here for some time. Those two, who we all call Mom and Dad, have been given the duty of raising the new ANGEL, in both love and responsibility. They ,through their love, are given the knowledge, and the right to bring that child up in their own way, to get him or her ready for the outside world, so that when it comes time to leave the nest, he or she will be ready to assume the task of caring for themselves, and eventually finding a mate, so that they can be given that same honor of raising a child.
As we mature, we also grow older, and we get smarter, and we sometimes think that we know it all. I have found that as I get older, my parents get smarter. The things that we as children think were just things that Mom and Dad said, turn out to be the very truth. We find out that the things that Mom and Dad did for us, were out of love, and many times they went without, so that we had what we needed to live. As I grow older and each day goes by remembering my parents, I wonder how they are, and will I see them again. I wonder why they had to die, and why they didn't do more for themselves, instead of doing for us. Then I go back to my training as a youngster, when Mom and Dad would talk to us and preach to us the do's and don'ts of life. The instruction that they gave us was preparation for when they would be gone and we would have to do for ourselves.
All people die, and sometimes it is very early in life, and sometimes it is very late. We don't know why and when we will die, but that it will happen. In December of 1998, I was told that I had nine blockages of the arteries going to the heart, and that without surgery, I would not live long. I was told that even with the surgery, I might not make it off the table. This was very rough to hear not only by me, but by my wife and my brother who was by my side through this. To go through this without faith would be impossible. To go through this without the love of your family would be terrible. When I went down to the surgery room, I went with the faith that if I didn't make it, it was because God had willed it so.
I really can't say that I was scared, because I wasn't. Actually I was very calm. I was at peace. It just felt natural. As I was wheeled down, I said "The Lord's Prayer", but I don't remember finishing it. There was a calmness there that just maybe this was the time to go home. After about six hours of surgery, and time in the recovery room, and then wheeled back to my room, according to those who were there, I just kept talking about seeing the bright light and the shadows on the horizon. I really don't remember any of it, but something in my mind tells me that I had reached the gate to Heaven, but was not allowed to go in ,because there was still work for me to do here on earth.
After going home, and healing from my heart surgery, I experienced a feeling that I had gotten to the mountain top, but turned away for some reason. For two weeks, my wife was by my side , taking care of all my needs, giving up on all the things that she wanted to do. I wasn't doing anything for myself, and sometimes I was down in spirit, feeling sorry for myself. One night, I told her to go on to church, that I would be ok, and she decided to go. It was bad outside due to the heavy snow that happened on New Year's Day, and I was sitting there letting my mind wander. I started wondering what would happen if I suffered another attack. How would anyone get to me with all the snow out there? When my wife came home, I was a mess, crying and really feeling sorry for myself. She asked me if I was scared because I wasn't ready , and even though I thought that I was ready to meet the Creater, I said yes. So that night, I once again asked God to forgive me of all my sins and for Jesus to be my Savior. All this was done in my early years, but as we grow, we develop new sins. So after that I started feeling better, and couldn't wait to get back to work, so that I might see all my friends and co-workers.
When I did go back to work, I found out that my friends and customers were constantly coming in, wondering how I was doing and when I would return. That was really a wake up call for me because I knew that there was a love out there for me, and it was my work. That started me on the road to recovery, and was the best therapy for me. To work with my fellow associates and to deal with my customers was my way of getting well.
I look at life a lot different now, because I know that it is only a blink of an eye, between birth and death. I take life one day at a time, and each day is a whole new experience. I thank GOD each morning that I wake up for another chance, and I thank GOD each night for that day. I go to sleep with the faith that if I don't wake up in this world, I will wake up in the arms of The Great Father. Without that faith, I am nothing.
That is the reason that I write these articles, so that I might be able to reach someone, that needs that little push in life to get going. I talk to others who are going through some hurdle in life, that might cause them to die, and I tell them about my second chance and I talk about my youngest daughter who went home in 1994. Though my experience, I can help others and I know that is what God intended for me to do.
I don't know how much longer I will be here, but I do know that I will do all I can to help others in the road of life. It is hard to explain how I feel about my time here on earth, because there is still something missing or there is something still to be done by me, before The Great Father will call me home. Is there someone out there that I need to help, or is there something that needs to be fixed, or is it just me that wants to hold on to life as tight as possible, before making that last trip? No one knows what is really destined for you or I in this world. Each and everyone of us was sent to this world as an Angel to create love and togetherness, and to build on it each day. The love that you and I show to our fellow men and women, nurtures into an everlasting love for GOD . How can you do any better?
If I , as one person can make a difference in this world, it would be by letting the young people know that they are loved by me, by their parents, and by The Great Father. I truly believe that I was given a second chance at life, because HE believed in me as I believe in HIM. What joy to know that in my heart, I have a reason for being here. So until once again, I put my thoughts into words for you to read, I bid you and yours a message of love. May you and yours always be blessed with the reason for why you are here.