Hello Brenda I am glad That You are feeling better, Your hair looks Great.. Summer is Here, and Fun things are going to happen to All of You , Many trips You wll take , and Fun things You will be doing. Keep Up the Great Work and God will see You all thru these times..

Before my Dad died with terminal cancer, he told us that even when he was lying in the bedroom by himself, he was not a lone. He said there was a presence there that he couldn?t explain. He said it seemed this presence would come to the foot, right side of his bed. When I said, they were coming from the right hand of God, he grinned. When I asked him if he thought they were angels, he seemed to like this idea. He said they did give him comfort and he felt they were watching over him. Before Dad left us, I had an Angel experience myself. Each time I think about that, it gives me comfort and I know there are Angels among us that we can not see.

Some months after Dad had gone, I ran across an organization that sent cards and gifts to people going through chemo treatments. When I saw it, I just knew it was something I wanted to do and needed to do. I now see that this was a ?on the job experience?.

God started giving what seemed like pieces to a puzzle. At first seemed nothing was fitting together and I wasn?t really getting what God was trying to show me what He had for me to do. Now I remember some of the more major pieces but the smaller ones were just as important linking it all together. I believe He didn?t want me to understand it all at once. At times, I felt He was telling me, ?Just wait, you?ll see.?

One thing I wrestled with was the fact that I?m quiet and laid back. When the pieces started falling into place, I felt this would take someone more aggressive, outgoing and a go-getter than I was but God let me know that He made me this way for a reason. One thing, I don?t like being the center of attention and He knew that I would let God have the attention. God was to be the center of this puzzle. Another thing was I have a full time job. How was I going to spend the time on this that I felt it would need. It has started off slow and I?m learning a little at a time as I go.

God showed me that he wanted me to take what I had been doing with this organization helping people going through cancer and now start something to help children going through an extended illness, treatments. or going through a rough time in their lives. A volunteer or what we call as our Angels ?adopts? a child and sends that child gifts and cards to help them through this scary time. These kids are away from their rooms, pets, and some of their families. There?s strangers everywhere, taking test, poking needles in them, just making it quiet scary for kids. Those going through a rough time, just need someone to show them they do care about them. We just want to give them something to look forward to that?s fun and give them a smile.

The name we decided on for our ministry is Angelsofhope4u.com. I felt that ?Angels? had to be part of the name. Right now we are giving support to kids. This area is called Angels of Hope 4 the Kidz. We hope to later expand to other groups such as seniors kidz. We decided on the spelling of kids with a z because some younger kids mix up a z for the s.

We realize this is a commitment that is not for everyone but it is very rewarding to the volunteers that decide to do it.

God does things in His time and I?m still learning that. I see also, I?m being taught patience. I?m still having to remind myself each day that God is in charge. I keep trying to listen to what He wants me to do with this and not what I want.

Brenda,

I'll apologize in advance for the length of this reply. In 2006, my wife of 42 years, ( we were high school sweethearts), told me that she wanted to go to Paris. Suprised, I asked her why and her reply was "I don't know." When we took off last April for 2 weeks, she said that she still didn't know why we were going. We had the best time of our lives unaware of what was ahead.

Shortly after we returned, she began having some nurological problems and, after having an mri, was diaginosed with the worst form of brain cancer. We were told that only 30% of people survive for 2 years. The first words out of her mouth were "Well, you either trust God completely or you don't trust him at all."

The tumor was inoperable and she went through radiation and chemotherpy like a charm with the loos of her hair as the only side effect. She loved her hair and had been blond for most of our marriage but just laughed at her baldness and bought several fun wigs.

She told me that God had spoken to her in 2006 and told her that she was not going to have a long life, but that he was going to use her. This was, in fact what happened. She shared her faith and trust with all those she came in contact with and people said that she had a glow that they had never seen in anyone.

One time at Kirkland Clinic, she was assisted by a stranger who just vanished. The next night while we were talking in bed at about 2:00, she began to have tears in her eyes and said that Jesus had just spoken to her and told her that he was the stranger! I know that some will doubt this, but I firmly believe that it was him.

We knew why we went to Paris and why he allowed us to return before she started he journey.

Although she had people praying for her all over the world, GOD spoke to her again and told her "I DID NOT HEAL YOUR BODY: I HEALED YOUR SOUL." She never complained on said "Why Me?" She trusted her LORD completely.

Shortly after she completed her treatments, she came down with infections and entered the hospital on August 23. While in the hospital, in ICU, she continued to profess her faith it Christ and said that all she wanted was to sit at GOD's feet and praise him for eternity.

On October 15 I litterly saw the angles come into her room and escort her home to her Father. I know where she is and that I will see her one day. That promise sustains all of us that trust in him.

I know that you share that same faith and am thankful that God has allowed you to come into peoples' lives and share that promise.

GOD bless you,

Joe

Brenda, It's funny that I hear the voice of God as I read through these posts. I am faced with a very difficult decision and I'm relying totally on God and the Holy Spirit to lead the way. If I didn't have a relationship with them, I would say I don't know what led me to this website, but since I do have one, I know it was God who led me here. I used to work at your station, but I no longer live in Alabama, so why I would check this website is beyond me. But today as I sat at my computer, I just typed "ABC 33/40.com" and waited to see what came up. There you were, asking if I'd heard from God. I did. Through this blog. I know what I have do, and while it will be hard, I know He has me in the palm of His hand, so it is really Him making the decision for me, and I totally trust Him. God is love, and love never fails. Thank you for listening.

Brenda

Thanks for a spot to tell this story. Since my husband left me and my children, my youngest, who was 12 at the time and was slightly crippled from CP (another miracle from God), dealt with it badly. He startled failing in school, sports were becoming harder for him, and the wrong friends came into his life. Thirteen years later he ended in a theft charge and a drug rehad program in jail. About two weeks ago he got out with new hope. Four days later he ended up in the hospital in a coma. His blood work showed no sign of drugs at the time. He had thrown up during the night and aspirated. No one knew how long he had gone without breathing. He did breathe some at times but was on a respirator. All we had was a 26 year old unresponsive son. I wasn't sure whether to call another son in California but I knew he had a praying church. My ex said he had not called him because there was nothing he could do. I knew though. I called my daughter in law and told her what was going on asked for prayer. After the call, I went back into the ER and said something to my son. His right foot moved. I asked some questions and he responded by requests to move the foot again. He did. He came through with no damage that we see. He claims someone slipped him the date drug in a Mountain Dew. This sounds like what may have happened to Natalie Holloway. The point of this is there was no life in this young man, prayer for him was made, and there were results.

I'm telling this story to those who are struggling with faith and feel like God is nowhere to be found, to those who don't believe at all, and to those who want to know that God is real and Jesus does save. Throughout life there will be struggles, but through your faith that God is who he says He is and salvation from accepting Jesus as Savior there is a peace that passes all understanding.

Brenda, you were saved for such a time as this. Thanks for your faith and the oppotunity for others to know the struggles we have to face at times.

We love you and support you 100%. You look great-just keep looking up.

Brenda,

Yes I've heard god's voice. Hearing his voice is what got me where I am today. Being "Obedient" is the answer. Hearing his voice is why am writing a book. His voice has given me faith as well. I thank him for his grace, goodness, mercy and most importantly his wonderful words of wisdom. Brenda, When I do read some of your spiritual words of encouragement to others I can feel a sincere sense of spiritual connection between the two of us. I know without a doubt you're saved by god's divine grace. Because of god's voice is why I want the world to know I have a testimony to tell. Brenda I pray that god will continue to bless you each and every day.

Brenda, My story is about my nephew, Ryan. He was born in February 2000. The day was typical, my sister goes into labor and the family goes to the hospital. With a normal delivery, we thought everything was great!! A beautiful baby boy was added to our family. After a while the Dr. comes in and says that Ryan has fluid, he thinks on one of his lungs and, will need a little oxygen. As the oxygen increases to 90% over a period of time, we all are getting really scared and looking for a little good news out of the nursery.The nurse turned Ryan from his stomach to his back and we knew that if he lived that it would be a miracle from God himself. Instead of the oxygen going into his lungs it was filling his chest cavity completely. We all go into panic mode!!! The Lord didnt speak, He came in with a bang!!! On a very loud motorcycle.This man was tall, well built, long hair in a ponytail, with a bandana, earring and leather jacket with the words "Holy Riders" on the back. My mom walked right up to him and asked" Do you believe in prayer"? And he didnt hesitate, he didnt look at us funny or ignore us, he said" Where do I need to go". And, we took him to the nursery. Only immediate family, the doctors, nurses are allowed in, other than clergy. The nurse didnt ask, she looked right at us and I believe she knew exactly why he was there. He grabbed Ryan's little feet, and he prayed. Really PRAYED! A trama team came in from B'ham almost immediately looked at Ryan and knew exactly what he needed. They inserted a small tube in his side and inflated his tiny lung that was collapsed and was missed as his problem and we came to Carraway. God touched him through prayers and I believe that God had that man there to lift his name up to the Lord. You cant judge a man by the way he looks, he just might be an angel sent right to your door. We will be eternally grateful for him and his unfailing desire to do what God wanted him to. To this day Ryan has a spirit about him, even at 8 years old. He knows and realizes that God worked a miracle into his little life. So, this would be one of my most favorite stories to share of God's wonderful blessings in my life. And, in the life of my much loved nephew.

JESUS CAME TO ME IN A DREAM.HE MADE A SIGN THAT I NEEDED TO GET SAVED

God spoke to me in 2004 while I was in ICU at UAB, I was diagnosed with Leukemia and while under going chemotheraphy and many complications including an infection called mucormycosis. I had very little chance for survival. I heard God speaking to me as if he was standing by my bed. I wasn't ready to die ,I had two small grandchildren one was only a year old the other was 5 and wouldn't have lasting memories of me. I had my grandmother for 43 years of my life and I wanted my grandchildren to know me. I told God that day that I wanted to live to see my grandchildren grow up and that I had made a real mess of my life and now I was facing the end and I wasn't ready. I heard him say ""you know what to do" yes, I knew what to do, I asked God to forgive me and to take control of life and let me live to make a difference in the lives of others. My husband and I joined a church, he is now a deacon of that church, my daughter also joined, my mother in law joined and my grandchildren come to sit by me.

Let me tell you miraculous - oh and by the way you are such an inspiration to us all. Monday night while doing what most families do - I was preparing supper, my youngest 4yr old was up in his room watching TV and two of the other kids were downstairs playing games and whatnot. My daughter and I hear my little one just screaming she took off to the garage and I wondered why there so I headed upstairs - when she came back in the house with him I immediately knew something was wrong.......my first question was did you fall out of your window? Yes he had. One miracle there - he had survived a 15+ foot drop from upstairs luckily on the dirt side and not the garage/driveway side. After a quick check and floundering around to know what to do I called my husband which he pointed me on to the hospital. I went to our local hospital where we waited and waited, had CT's etc he was out the entire time. A young man named Mark (if I remember correctly) came from the area behind us and prayed (thank you so much). We were released to go home with nothing wrong, we did go to the pediatrician the next day and discovered a broken clavical and we are watching for late signs of brain injury however this little guy is up walking around with his little strap around him for the break. But he is here and with us with few signs of what he went through. The only thing he remembers is going out the window and the dogs licking him. The ER Dr says he fell into angels wings and I told the older kids once we got home that God had his hands around him. There's no other explanation for it. Thank God for life's miracles.

Brenda, I am a breast cancer survivor diagnosed in 2004. Your strength is a blessing to me. Of course sometimes I am concerned about cancer returning somewhere in my body, but at these times when fear washes over me, I bring my thoughts back to the realization of who I am. I am a child of God. Jesus is my strength and I speak the Word over my life and then peace that I don't even understand myself comes over me. God tells me He will see me through anything. He is my strength and refuge. The voice of God tells me everything will be okay, no matter my circumstances. God bless you, Brenda, and may He give you that same strength. Praying for you.

Sandra, Would there be a time when Debbie is back in town that I could interview her? Please e-mail me at brendal@abc3340.com. Thanks, Brenda

Dear Brenda: We have prayed for you and the prayers go on. Since last Thanksgiving I kept losing weight. I had no immune system and wound up with double pneumonia. We now live in the Atlanta area. Everyone around here complains about the lack of quality physicians. I saw half a dozen doctors and nothing helped.

I have a strong devotion to the Holy Spirit. I asked for strength and courage because I figured after I lost 30 pounds and after my own daughter told me I looked like a victim of the Holocaust (I did!) that I was dying. The doctors said I had: Parkinson's disease, leukemia, pooling of blood around the heart, (didn't I feel faint? I could have a heart attack at any moment!). The cardiologist walked in the room and accused - yes, accused me of having stomach cancer (look at your age and these blood stats). All the negativity didn't help. I kept praying. The medical people couldn't understand why I "felt so good" during all of this.

After all the doctors finished with me, one sent me to a breast cancer specialist/hematologist. She is my hero and God, Jesus, and all the saints who helped me (along with so many wonderful people praying for me in numbers here on earth) are all awesome! This special doctor walked in the room and announced, "I don't know how they missed it. You have pernicious anemia". She told me I was the worst case she'd seen since she was an intern at a non-profit hospital in Atlanta. I was given injections of B-12 and two units of whole blood and platelets. The donar must have been very young, I felt so good after that infusion! I will, however, have to receive injections monthly, intra-muscular and I receive B-12 sub-lingually alternate days, but I feel so good! Last week I was pronounced cured (as cured as I can be, anyway).

I believe God has his reasons for every path we cross in our lives. Every day I thank God for the day and every day for the rest of my life I will pray for healing from God, Jesus, and the Saints and for extra courage and strength from the Holy Spirit for those who are still so sick and suffering at the cancer center I visited for my own modest therapy.

This is not the first extension of life's mission I have received with the extra strength given me by the Holy Spirit. There is power out there of which so many people have little awareness.

May the miracles in our lives always remind us of the Holy Trinity (aka "The Boss").

BRENDA , JUST WANTED TO TELL YOU , I LOVE YOUR NEW HAIR-DO. YOU WERE ALREADY A VERY PRETTY LADY BUT THE SHORT HAIR SHOWS UP YOUR EYES AND YOU LOOK 10 YEARS YOUNGER. I SURE HOPE YOU KEEP IT SHORT.

I AM 87 YEARS OLD AND A CANCER SURVIVOR. I HAD A MASECTOMY AT LEAST 20 YEARS AGO AND NO PROBLEMS WITH THAT NOW. AT 87 THERE ARE PLENTY OL GETTING OLD PAINS BUT I CAN HANLE THAT.

GOD BLESS YOU DEAR AND HAVE A HAPPY DAY.

Brenda God uses People just like you and I and many others to be a light for his word. God speaks through us by our actions and deeds. He put us here to help and pray for each other. Thanks to your page and God that is being done.

I HAVE HEARD THE VOICE OF GOD. MY SON IS NOW NINE AND HAD SUFFERED PETIT MAUL SEIZURES SINCE THE AGE OF THREE. THEY WERE ALWAYS WELL CONTROLLED WITH MEDICINE BUT FROM THE DAY OF HIS DIAGNOSIS I PRAYED FOR COMPLETE HEALING AND THAT THE MEDICINE GIVEN TO HIM WOULD CONTROL THEM. AS HE NEARED TIME TO COME OFF THE MEDICINE FOR SEIZURES, HE WAS HAVING LOTS OF PROBLEMS IN SCHOOL WITH GRADES AND ATTENTION. MEDICATION HAD BEEN PRESCRIBED FOR THE ATTENTION PROBLEMS BUT I WAS SO TORN AS TO WHAT TO DO. I DID NOT WANT HIM ON SEIZURE MEDICINE AND ADD MEDICINE. I WAS DRIVING IN MY CAR JUST PRAYING AND PLEADING THAT I DID NOT WANT HIM TO TAKE TWO MEDICINES AND THAT IN GOD'S WILL, HIS SEIZURES BE HEALED . GOD SPOKE SO DISTINCTLY IN MY LEFT EAR "HE'S HEALED" THAT MY EAR PHYSICALLY HURT FOR A WHILE AFTERWARD. I DID NOT SAY ANYTHING TO MY HUSBAND UNTIL SEVERAL WEEKS LATER WHEN A CLEAR EEG AND NO MORE SEIZURE MEDICINE WAS DIAGNOSED. IT HAS BEEN TEN MONTHS OF NO SEIZURE MEDICINE, AND A WONDERFUL SCHOOL YEAR OF ALL A'S, AND TWO B'S ,WITH THE HELP OF A VERY SMALL AMOUNT OF ADD MEDICATION, AND A GREAT PEACE OF KNOWING WHO IS REALLY IN CONTROL OF MY LIFE. I AM SO THANKFUL FOR ALL OF HIS BLESSINGS.

Brenda: I have emailed you before. Our daughter Debbie Hulsey Harris went thru Breast Cancer Surgery in 2006. She had her last surgery this past Dec. 2008. She started painting beautiful pictures this past year and one day she said I don't know why I am able to do this now. I said "I do, God has given you this wonderful gift." She has been accepted to the Art Institute of Houston and has been going there for 2 wks. I heard her say one day "I have been given a gift."

Brenda you are always in my thoughts and please keep Debbie in yours

Hello Brenda

My name is Shelia Walthall Owens and you're always in my thoughts and prayers. I am so encouraged by your strength and your hasty comebacks. God is speaking to all of us and it behooves us to listen and obey. I have Polymyocitis, Rhuematiod Arthritis (181/2 years), and lung fibrosis so I know some of what you're going thru. I have wonderful doctors and nurses and I am sure we have had some of the same types of treatments. I stay strong thru Jesus. He holds me up. I have A strong 81 yr old mohter and 3 daugters,(21, 18, & 15). I count my life a true blessing thus far. Just another small obstacle to get out of the way. I appreciate and adore your courage. Continue the great work and keep the faith and relax and let god do the rest.

Always be blessed, Shelila Walthall Owens sowens0235@charter.net

Brenda, I do know the voice of the Lord, and there has been a ministry that has been birth at our church because of the Lord speaking to me, that time I was obedient, which led to promping our pastor to a series on Prayer. There has also been times when I heard but did not obey, I want to always be obedient because I don't want to miss a thing God has intended for me or someone else. I also wanted to respond to those he wrote and said that they did'nt know, or would'nt know if God has spoken to them. I believe when he does your will know and how you can know is to First have a personal relationship with him and That will began by calling on his name, confessing your sins and that your an sinner which we all were or are and ask Him to be Lord of your life. The Bible says Anyone who calls on his name will be saved. If you pray this, this will be the first time That God would have ever heard you and from then on He will hear all your prayers and you in return will know his voice.

I have not heard him speak, but I have seen his hand. He answered my selfish prayer for proof of his existance with a miracle for my observation. I am currently writing a book about it.

I LOVED IT. KEEPING WRITING.

What a refreshing, wonderful idea to create a blog such as this. And yes...I've heard the voice of God lately. Mainly he speaks to me when I sit down at the piano and sing to Him. He gives me songs. Here are the lyrics to one He has spoken to my heart in the past two weeks. By giving me this, God was letting me know what I needed to pray about regarding our nation.

Issachar Rising? by Susan Sieweke 2008

Issachar; A generation of people who ?understand the times and know what to do.? (I Chronicles 12:32)

There are men who have their ear tuned to the throne of God Hearing wisdom, revelation for the clarion call: "Love the Lord with all your mind, with all your heart and soul return to Him and cease from building Kingdoms of your own."

Hearts of stone, cold as ice, Hard as nails in these times Prophets mourn, Heaven weeps, while America?s asleep (Repeat)

See our nation slumbering, drunk in the mire of self Martyrs cry out from the grave with words we can forget We need a great awakening, a remnant who will stand With courage and conviction, not loving their lives unto death

Hearts of stone, cold as ice, hard as nails in these times Prophets mourn, Heaven weeps, while America?s asleep

(Bridge) All my people cry out and pray, humbled beneath my hand I will hear from heaven? I will heal their land?

Prophecy to the nations, "Awake to righteousness Sound the voice of freedom, justice, truth and holiness. The Father's will be done on earth as it is in Heaven above Declare, decree throughout the land, His Word, His Kingdom come!?

Hearts of stone, cold as ice, hard as nails in these times Prophets mourn, Heaven weeps, while America?s asleep

Hearts of stone, cold as ice, hard as nails in these times Heaven Mourns, Prophets weep, while America?s asleep

Wake up to the voice of the Lord!

Wake up to the sound of the Lord!

So...that's what I hear...

Warmest regards and God bless,

Susan Sieweke

Brenda,love your hair. It is very becoming. God will continue to bless you . Keep up the good work and most of all fiath in God.

I just wanted you to know that you really look better with your hair the way it is now regardless of what you have done to get it that way. I wish you health in this endeavor but also wish you would keep the hairstyle. It really makes your face so much younger and uplifting to everyone.

Hearts for Him L.L.C. prayer crosses are saturating Alabama, especially the Birmingham area. After a call to challenge believer's in Christ to get back to prayer, the Lord called three women to begin making these special, uniquely shaped crosses. Each cross is made out of clay because of the verse Isaiah 64:8. Before the crosses are baked, they hold every one and individually pray for the person that will receive it. Their hand print is left baked into the clay as a visible reminder that all our lives are molded by Jesus Christ. It is also a call to other Christians to lift one another up in prayer. They have sold or given away almost 8000 crosses in only 2 years. The crosses have been sent as far as Ethiopia, China, Honduras and Iraq and one has been sent to almost every state in the USA! Some of the most touching and precious stories have been shared by people who have given or received a cross. Their motto: "Pray and pass it on" What an awesome thing to sweep the nation, if God so allows! Praise the Lord! What a great story to put out for the whole world to see!

If God speaks to me, I'll think I've gone nuts; however, I can safely say that he wants me to put down the smokes. Do they have a golf course in Hell?

The first time my youngest son went to Iraq, I had a particularly bad night. The war had just started, and I was worried. I wondered if he was scared, if he was cold, if he was hungry, or if he just wanted to be home! The other side of the world is just too far away for Mama to help. He was only 19! I was crying out to God, and just crying for my poor son in that hostile environment. Just a little background - this boy was born at the worst possible time in my life. I wasn't saved, but I didn't believe in abortion. I just felt that God had a purpose for his life, to come at a time like that. Well, while I was weeping heartbroken for his situation, I HEARD GOD'S VOICE! He said, "You've always known there was a purpose for his life, and his purpose is not to die over there"! Automatically, there came over me the sweetest peace that TRULY does pass all understanding, and I never again worried about him. I had to make myself pray for him, because I KNEW that he would be fine. When he went his second time, I was anxious, but the sweet Holy Spirit reminded me of God's promise. God didn't say this time, He said not over there. He is about to go on his fifth deployment to Iraq, and although I'll miss him for another 18 months, I will cling to God's promise, because he is not a man that could lie! Praise God to speak to me at the time I needed it most in my life! Now pray that my son gets saved...

I wish G-d would talk to me, maybe he has and I don't know it. I have met a woman that loves me, does not drink, and wants to take care of me. I am not a bad guy, I just like to drink beer more than I should. Anyways, Keep up the good work Brenda, and may G-d bless you and yours. P.S. Its probably silly, but I never write, or even type the word G-d because it can be erased. My little way of paying respect I guess.....Take care

Brenda, I have been blessed many times in my life for which I have no explanation for, other than God's good grace. There have been thousands of prayers answered, though I didn't always like the answer. But, I always, without exception, saw God's goodness and provision in his answers. As far as what we would think of as "dramatic" instances, there have been a few. The first I recall is when I was a young boy of about 10. MY mother was a brittle diabetic and she went into insulin shock while driving. Subconciously, she thought she was pushing the brake, but she was accelerating. We hit two of the large concrete based light poles on hwy, 431 in Albertville (this was 1974, so they were sturdy). It almost killed her, with massive injuries, but I received only a broken wrist and nasty cut on my head. In the ambulance, she was there with me, lying beside me. I remember that plain as day and I know some would say it was due to the head injury. but I know it was an angel, as my mom was being cut out of the car for the next 45 minutes and couldn't have been with me. The second time I experienced God speaking was on Easter sunday morning, 1984, in Doraville, Georgia. I was alone and scared, and hot a lot of desperate issues going on. I cried out to God and He heard me. In words as plain as day, and clearer than this keyboard I am punching on He said, "Don't be afraid, I've taken care of it. " He had indeed. He then went on, through the Spirit, to teach me about warfare. He would teach me in my sleep, in my dreams, and in my day to day activities. It was amazing. I learned so much. The last time I experienced a "dramatic" moment was in 2005. It was November, 2005. I had been hit in the face with a baseball (yep, coaching my little travel team) while working with a kid in a very small, crmaped batting cage. It hit me solid (long story about how that happened), crushing my right orbit, both walls around the eye, cut me severly and broke my jaw in three places. I developed glaucoma in the eye. Just tons of damage, and I was working on my 16th year with the Justice Department (federal prisons) so obviously I was concerned as well for my career, as well as my health. Well, the doctors at MCG told me I would likely lose the eye, and could lose both if there was a sympathetic reaction by my good eye to any infection which could be present in the damaged eye. Well,that scared me certainly. But, I don't think I showed it. As the docs wheeled me off to surgery, I left it all to God and just relaxed. I told Him it was all up to HIm. About that time, Brenda, I heard the sweetest conversations and voices praising God. They were also praying for me. I could audibly hear them. It lasted for about 45 seconds. It was absolutely incredibly powerful and soothing. I still have the eye though it's not much use. But, there was NO infection and while I had to change careers, I am active and very capable. I have always enjoyed writing, and have asked God for years to help me write good stuff. Well, He answered my prayers last month. :) Within two weeks I wrote 28 awesome songs for Him. I have been contacted by several indivuals who are immediately recognixzable in the gospel music industry, and they have told me it's some of the best stuff they've seen. Course, I knew it would be, cause I know where it came from. Six of them are scheduled to go into studio over the next few weeks for a cd track to market them with. I have also been told two or three of them are wanted for an upcoming project at a stuido in Tennessee. It's just awesome. I am learning always, that in both good and bad, that He is Good! We are praying for you. I would love to meet you sometime and share more of our faith in this God of ours who is beyond anything I can fathom. We have been a fan of yours for years, as well as James and the rest. But especially you and James. For His Glory.....always. Paul Wayne Gore Guntersville, AL