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Glimpses Of Heaven In Our Periphery

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My friend’s story of love, loss, hope, and faith.

About three days ago I was speaking with a friend of mine. Sadly I had not spoken with her for several months. I think of calling her sometimes, but life always seems to intervene.

So finally she called me, I was at work, but decided to return her call her on the way home.

This is her story.

My friend is 69-years old, she was my boss at one time then we transitioned to a great friendship.

My friend tells me she was ill with pancreatitis for the past two months. Her 25-year-old grandson was ill with pancreatitis at the same time as well.

Pancreatitis is characterized as an inflammation of the pancreas. Our pancreas sits behind the stomach, near the small intestine. It releases enzymes that aids in digestion with a secondary function of regulating how our bodies manage glucose.

My friend (a nurse of over 40+ years), states she was suddenly struck with this dreadful illness and denies any alcohol consumption. Generally, sufferers of pancreatitis often are chronic over-indulgers in alcohol.

She recalls a rough time but eventually made a full recovery.

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Her 25-year-old grandson however did not fare as well. While they were both hospitalized, he developed sepsis. He quickly progressed to organ failure and was placed in a medically-induced coma.

At some point, the doctors decided to wean him off the ventilator and he later had a story to tell.

While intubated, he was in the company of three very close deceased members of his family. He was reoriented to the present but kept asking the date. They told him, June 12th and that’s when he told his family that his dead relatives said they would return for him on June 15th.

The conversation was quickly averted and no one wanted to really delve into what that could really mean.

His recovery continued and though he slept a lot, he remained alert and oriented. My friend, (a nurse), said he would call and speak to her and his grandfather daily and always made perfect sense. He even had her speak to the doctor on his behalf due to her medical knowledge.

The family relaxed thinking all would be well.

Promises kept

On Friday, June 15th my friend received a telephone call from her daughter stating her son had taken a turn for the worse. He had coded, with no blood pressure, a lethal heart rhythm, and no pulse.

They were able to resuscitate him and placed him on a ventilator. It was later determined that he was brain dead. His family then made the heartbreaking decision to remove him from the ventilator.

My friend is currently mourning the loss of her dear grandchild.

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Final thoughts and questions

I comforted my dear friend with the idea that I think God gives all of us what we need to hear, see, feel, and know individually. The many glimpses of God in the periphery of my life have convinced me of his love for us.

The many recounts of life beyond the grave a testimony to our hope in Jesus.

I remain steadfast.

Though she mourns, she feels comforted in the fact that she has lived a long time and has seen many flashes of God’s miracles, she will continue to trust Him.

So my friends, what are your thoughts?

  1. Her grandson recounted an exact return date, what are your thoughts?
  2. What are your thoughts on life after death?
  3. What do you believe about encounters and reports of this type?
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Social Distancing – What Have We Learned?

One of our exercise/ nature pathways

Hello my friends. I am so blessed to have you all in my life. You have no idea how my interactions with you help me in light of our present circumstances.

Being able to interact with you out here soothes and provides a haven for the soul.

For the past several days I have awakened very early in the morning with my mind filled with what-ifs and worry … I usually shake it off, but the accuser stalks us when we are often vulnerable … during sleep.

For the past several years I had been working almost ceaselessly. As I got older I realized the need to make better money choices.

Getting deeper in real estate both in the USA as well as South America required a lot of cash.

I also began investing in livestock as a means to secure my older years.

Last month I made the decision to part ways with my 2nd full-time job so COVID-19 came along just as I was pondering the decision to allow for some “down time”.

What I have gained from social distancing so far:

  • A renewed relationship with the family.
  • More “me time”
  • Time to indulge my love of reading.
  • Time for exercise.
  • Going for walks with family.
  • Time for introspection.
  • I have a lot more energy.
  • The kids say I am way more fun.

Things Money cannot buy:

  • Health
  • Peace
  • Love
  • Life
  • Morals
  • Integrity
  • Dignity
  • Respect
  • Parents
  • Kindness

What I am Thankful For:

  • Jesus
  • Family
  • Good friends
  • WordPress family
  • Health
  • My Snookums, always willing to help and walk with me

My list just keeps on growing, all the things I was unaware of a lack.

What have you learned from our recent events? What are you grateful for?




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Easter: Faith & Fun Collide

Copy of Jesus Is RisenAs a child, Easter was a time of great joy!

School was out and us kids ran and played with the abandon of Youth. Kite flying was an event we looked forward to with great anticipation.

Good Friday we knew, no meats there could be, but of the sweets we would consume all we could eat.

There was a fable circulating about putting an egg in a glass of rainwater and it would show you your future, I was always afraid of what it may show so I never did it.

Kites were the order of the day and the older kids were the experts. We would trudge behind them to what we called the “back-dam” a few miles in the back where no one lived, there were just trees and animals to pick the wild paste, a glue that we would use to paste the kite paper together and young bamboo that would be malleable enough to bend and twist to make the “head” on the kite that would carry the wind in a certain way and the kite would sing (a loud whistling sound).

There would be kite competitions and the grand finale would be on Easter Monday. Kite flying, food and playing.

The History of Kite-flying 

Where did kites come come from? Per the American Kite fliers Association, kites were flown in China and the Malay Archipelago two to three thousand years ago. It is purported that kites were invented in China.

Back then they were used primarily for military purposes. Kites were even used to catch fish by early natives living in the South Sea Islands.

Kites were studied as a way to understand aerodynamics and electricity.

As kite flying spread to Europe compliments of Marco Polo, it soon got to North and South America. Enter my life in South America.

Kite Flying and Christianity

For Christians, kite flying is a symbol of Christ’s ascension to the heavens. As taught to us when the kite does up in the air it signifies the scriptural ascent of Jesus to the heavens.

This year Easter Monday will not be the same.


A typical kite made in Guyana, I was quite proficient at making them in my youth
The wooden frames the ‘bare bones’ of the operations

The day Jesus would leave the earth began as any other, He was speaking to his disciples and as always giving them directives of how they were to continue living.

Jesus commanded his disciples that they should not depart from Jerusalem but wait for the promise of the father.

Acts 1:9 — When they therefore were come together, they asked of him, saying, Lord, wilt thou at this time restore again the kingdom to Israel? 7And he said unto them, It is not for you to know the times or the seasons, which the Father hath put in his own power. 8But ye shall receive power, after that the Holy Ghost is come upon you: and ye shall be witnesses unto me both in Jerusalem, and in all Judaea, and in Samaria, and unto the uttermost part of the earth.

9And when he had spoken these things, while they beheld, he was taken up; and a cloud received him out of their sight.

The angels then spoke to them…

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Ephesians 1:20  — That he worked in Christ when he raised him from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly places.

“Ye men of Galilee, why stand ye gazing up into heaven? This same Jesus, which is taken up from you into heaven, shall so come in like manner as ye have seen him go into heaven”.

The disciples then returned to Jerusalem as Jesus directed and when the day of Pentecost had come, to the upper room and them being in one accord and in one place.

Suddenly there was a mighty rushing wind from heaven and filled the house where they were and they were all filled with the Holy Ghost and began to speak in tongues.

God had promised that in the last days He would pour out His Spirit on all flesh.

It warms to heart to read God’s promises, the promised Holy Spirit resides with us, praise God.

He is indeed our comforter, our guide and reminds us gently of those things we need to do and even of those things that we have done wrong.

The only Spirit gives us utterance on prayers especially in times we do not know what to say. 

My heart bursts with joy about Jesus especially this year as I witness the “goodness” of humankind.

Lots of love, peace, blessings and safety to you all. 

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Jesus Is Alive

He is Risen

Jesus Has Risen

After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.

There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it.  

His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.

The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified.  He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. 

Then go quickly and tell his disciples: ‘He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.’ Now I have told you.”

So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples. 

Suddenly Jesus met them. “Greetings,” he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him.  Then Jesus said to them, “Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me.”

How fortunate were the two Mary’s, to be the first to hear the good news.

That Jesus was risen.

To be able to meet Jesus in the flesh and see Him in his resurrected body.

It was finished and fulfilled, God’s plan for redemption if his list children…man. Jesus had defeated death and in so doing granted us eternal life.

What a act of love for us that He laid his life down to redeem us.

That he sweated drops of blood during his crucifixion and suffered unknown horrors. He was always willing to pay the price.

Now when Jesus was resurrected, Saints who had fallen asleep were resurrected also! Just as a byproduct of the sheer force of that resurrection power!

Jesus continued to appear to and comfort his disciples for 40 days until his ascension.

Lord Jesus, I/we am grateful for your sacrifice. Especially now as we cower in the valley with fear, please guide us, protect us and comfort us. 

Be safe, be well, be blessed!

Jesus is Lord and He is the same yesterday, today and forever. 


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My Testimony, Before They call …!

Before I took the leap and began blogging, it had been a constant thought in my head, a deep desire to write. I felt I have a lot to say. People needed to know that God is real!

Almost 23 years ago I came face to face with God. Since then I have a different awareness of life.

Some Background on Me

I had been raised with the love of God in my heart, always.

As a child, I was a shy thinker, I loved reading books. Growing up in a “third world country” it often mean reading in less than ideal circumstances. I devoured books.

We learned the “Queen’s English” in school but casually speak a broken form of English, consisting of words from Africa, India, China, Amerindians, Portuguese etc.

The language represents the many peoples’ that inhabit that land.

As far back as I can remember I instinctively knew there was something wrong in my body, I don’t know what it was or how I knew this, but I did.

I never had any limitations and had a normal childhood, running and climbing trees like every other child.

But my prayers would always be God protect my heart, my brain and my eyes. The prayers of a child.

So one night I awoke after giving birth to my first child some 7 weeks earlier to my heart attempting to thump out of my chest!

The ER doctor casually told me I had a hole and needed heart surgery and strolled out of my room.

This information heralded the beginning of me trusting God implicitly. Thus began my blessings.

GOD Is Always Ahead of Us

My mother worked at a very prominent hospital in New York. She worked with the cardio-thoracic surgeons and would often see the prep work that came with preparing for cardiac surgery.

So after I received the ER diagnosis I was unable to book an appointment with a cardiologist for months as they have a long wait list.

My mother placed a call to the doctors she worked with and I had an appointment the next day and surgery a week later! ( This is how God orders our footsteps. Isaiah 65:24 Even before they call I will answer and while they are yet speaking, I will hear). I believe the reason my mother even worked there in the first place was because God had already prepared a place for me.

My mom told me that they had to massage your heart and stop it so they could perform surgery. (This was my pre-nursing days, I underwrote mortgages back then).

So now!!! Here I was about to have heart surgery. I was filled with imaginings of them stopping my heart and the heart deciding not to re-start. And my baby was a few weeks old. Imagine my pain.

With not much time to prepare for the surgery, I retreated to my quiet space and consulted with The Almighty.

I asked my mother not to tell many extended family members because I needed time with God with no distractions and negative sayings.

I began to pray and seek God for a safe passage through the coming trials.

The day of the surgery dawned clear, I kissed my child not knowing if I would ever see him again.

I checked into the hospital and my surgery would be early the next morning, I wanted my doctor fresh!

The evening before My friend Em and I prayed one final time at 11:30 pm and I slept the sleep of the innocent, confident in God’s promises.

I was awakened the following morning and prepped for surgery, in the elevator I saw my family for the last time before being greeted with the stark cold whiteness of the operating theater and then … lights out!!!

Going Home

Awoke after ten plus hours of surgery and was certainly grateful to be alive. I do not recall being in too much pain afterward, but I now sport a long scar from under my left breast to my posterior scapula (back of my shoulder blades).

Three days later I am discharged and leave the hospital to a world that seemed brand new. I felt like a child in unfamiliar territory. As I was riding home I recall looking around at the world in wonder, everything was new to me as if I had never been here or seen it before.

My surgery took place in March. I had several bouts with tachycardia, wore a holter monitor, and finally had an ablation in an effort to calm the irritable area of my heart that would trigger these fast heart beats.

Through it all I learned to be steadfast like Job, to trust God. No matter where this journey took me I claimed his healing words for my life and I STOOD on his promises.

The devil will casts doubts in your way all the time, tell you, “you will die today”, “God does not hear you, you are a sinner”, “you are not going to be healed!”

Satan will use your thoughts as well as the words of others’ to deny you what God has for you … You MUST not believe it!

Several supernatural things would accompanied my healing. Many small moments when I was aware of being in the presence of angels, especially when I was alone at home during my time of convalescence.

Many times I was in the presence of “static electrical force-field” that I really cannot find adequate words to explain. It is a electrical, static force in which you are enveloped in a loving cocoon and are completely loved and you feel so emotional and all you can do is praise God.

One Day The Holy Spirit Came

One day about 3 months after my surgery my mother and I were the only ones at home. We were sitting at right angles to each other with an open window at my right arm. We were watching TBN, Christian TV.

Suddenly I was prompted to look out the open window, turned just in time to see a ball of mist coming at a great speed towards me. The “mist” was moving so fast it left a tail streak behind it.

The “mist” came into the window and touched me on my right shoulder, I felt like an electrical current went through my body, I was energized with that “electricity”, a life force…I was propelled to my feet, (keep in mind I had had a baby, then 10 hrs of surgery, recovery was not a quick road, I was as weak and helpless as my baby. I was at this time sleeping with my mother. I could not take care of myself or my baby)

I was so weak I could barely hold my head up, my mother would wash my hair with me laying on the bed with my head over the side. I could hardly sit up let alone stand. So when I got up to praise God, that was miracle #1.

Death was on me like perfume, I looked like a skeleton and I was in my twenties

I write this in an effort to let you understand how ill and weak I was.

I was on my feet calling Jesus and praising God and weeping with my hands up to the sky. This energy, this God-force infusing my being and I felt happy and healed and well.

I do not know how long I stood on my feet praising God and just basking in His glory. I was somehow outside of myself but yet aware of what was happening. My mother was saying “receive your healing, receive your healing” and I kept on praising God.

My spirit was praising God independent of my will, I did not consciously decide to do this, but when the Holy Spirit came to me I just naturally praised God.

Here in my humble bedroom of the brownstone we rented, The God, Ancient of days, knows me and cares about my affairs, enough to visit me and let me have the pleasure of seeing and feeling His Spirit.

My mother, the only witness to this event.

I Am Healed!

I returned to work shortly after that day and my life has been so very blessed since. I know, that I know, that I know that God knows and loves me.

And in this knowledge… I REST!

I have had other encounters since then I will tell, but when I am prompted to tell by His Spirit in the hopes that someone will read my words and believe that God is a rewarder of them that diligently seek Him.

Please comment and please share your divine encounters, someone out there may need to hear this.

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Thank You…

Orange mannequin with blue text. Isolated.

How often do you lift up your arms to heaven just to say to God- Thank you? Not nearly as often as I should.

The 1 Grateful Person Tag is based on Luke 19 and the account of Jesus with the 1 out of ten lepers he healed who came back thank him. Let us aspire to be like the 1 who thanked Jesus and not the 9 who did not.

Here are the rules:

1– Share what you are grateful to Jesus for.

I am so grateful for God’s love for me. I am humbled that he has sought me out in various spaces, to show me how much he does.

2Share a passage from the bible about gratitude that means something to you.

Psalms 28:7 — The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.

3- Please share a link to my original post. 1 Grateful Person Thank you Matthew and DeborahMarie for tagging me. This is a wonderful concept!

4- Use any picture in your post that expresses gratitude.

Thank you vintage style card hand drawn text vector illustration

5. Share the intro

6- Tag whoever you wish to.

I am tagging:

Every one who have enjoyed, liked and commented on my written words. I am truly grateful for this community on Word Press.

God Bless you my friends.