Stories to Come

God’s way of saving the sinner may not be the same as ours. If a person does not express himself this way or that way, he is imperfect. All intelligent people express themselves this way. This is the belief of man. Not the way God designed it to be. I know God wants me to survive and to give a great testimony for Him. He has saved me too many times.
1 My birth was miraculous. My mother was not able to give a vaginal birth. I was the first baby born in Mercy Hospital in Gadsden, Alabama by way of C-section (Black or White). My mother almost lost her life and mine.
2 At two years of age, a friend and I were crossing the street and were run over by a car. She did not survive.
3. At three I was almost run over by a train. My mother and I were on our way somewhere. She had on an expensive hat that the wind blew off of her head. My Mom went back to get her hat and a train came. I started toward my mother. She hand gestured for me to stay put. Being a young child I did not understand her gestures. I continued toward her and the train kept coming. The only thing she knew to do at that point was to fall on her knees and pray. She could not see who it was but a man came up and held my hand. When the train passed, she ran and grabbed me. She was so grateful I was alive. When my Mom turned to thank the man for holding my hand, there was no one there. She looked up an down the street but there was no one there. She said she looked North, South, East, West yet she saw no one.
4. Near time for me to retire one Summer I went for my regular morning walk. I would always pass a house where they had a bulldog tied up. This particular morning, I started off for my walk. I was encouraged by the Holy Spirit to go back and get dressed. I walked back into the house and put on exercise clothing. I walked out again and I felt the same way. I returned to the house and changed into tennis shoes. I started off again. Again I felt the same way. This time, I remembered, I always read my scripture the first thing in the mornings. I had not read the Bible that morning. I sat down and read the Bible. I left the house this time without incident. I passed by the bulldog that was usually on a leash. That day, he was not. I knew not to run but I did not know what to do as the dog raced toward me. The Holy Spirit instructed me to growl at the dog. I know it had to be the Holy Spirit because I have been told showing your teeth to a dog or any wild animal is an act of aggression. I stood firm and let out an unearthly growl. The bulldog sat on his hunches confused. The dog’s owner came out and grabbed the dog by the collar. If he had not come, I would have been bulldog breakfast.
5. I went in at Dupey Elementary School to use the restroom. Someone before me had left water on the floor. I fell and hit my head on the sink. I bleed profusely. The paramedics asked me had I seen myself. I told them no. They said “Well, don’t look!” They carried me to the Emergency Room at Montclaire Hospital. The doctor on duty was eating his lunch and chatting away with his staff. He held my hand and continued his conversation. The paramedic asks him to look at the injury. He took the cloth they had over my head and took a peep. He squeezed my hand so hard it hurt. He took a different attitude as he called for the nurse and said we have to do surgery ASAP. Usually you are put to sleep for surgery but he said because I had a head injury he would have to dull the pain but he could not put me to sleep. He talked to me all during surgery to make sure I was awake.
6. February 25, 2006 my husband, son, my son’s fiancé and I were on our way to my Mom’s Memorial in Tuskegee, Alabama. We never made it. A drunk driver ran us off a 31/ft. bridge onto railroad tracks below killing my husband and son instantly. I was in U.A.B. Hospital in Birmingham, Alabama from February until May of 2006.
These six events will be made into six stories.

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