I called Michael my little joy in his baby book when he was 4.
He was so much of a joy and I needed joy at that time of my life.
The man I was married to was an abusive alcoholic.
Life was very hard. Although Mr. ex never laid an
abusive hand on the children or me, Mr. ex was so
abusive in other ways. I didn't believe in divorce
so I stayed with him for 16 years, praying all the
time that he would open his life to Christ.
Mr. Ex left us Valentines Day of '95. It was a
blessing in disguise! The children and I voted NO
for Mr. ex to come back when he asked 3 months later.
The life with Mr. ex was hard, but I found my joy in my children.
They each were so special but Michael is the one
who had the biggest heart.
He would bring me tea when I was crying and try
to cheer me up. He showed compassion in so many ways.
He kept this compassion all his life and later focused it
on the young ladies he dated.
I would get comments from their mothers saying that
Michael was the only boyfriend the girls had that
their mothers and fathers could trust.
Michael kept friends with all his old girlfriends
the rest of his life. He showed respect to the girls
and that made a difference in their lives.
I have heard time and time again that he brought
so much into their lives. I often wonder why he didn't
get engaged to any of them.
Underneath it all I really
believed he knew that he wouldn't live a normal life span.
He had been told by the doctors when he was 9 that he would die,
go blind, go deaf, or be paralyzed when he was 20, 40, or 60.
He told me he never wanted to loose his sight or go deaf or be paralyzed.
He would rather die.
(Much to my heart break)... He got his wish. He never reached 21.
What I learned June 25, 2002
I felt that disaster had fallen on our home when Michael got sick and died.
But according to the Bible that couldn't have happened.
Psalm 91:9-11
" If you make the Most High your dwelling
even the Lord, who is my refuge-
Then no harm will befall you
no disaster will come near your tent
For He will command His angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways. "
So Michael's death couldn't have been a disaster or the Bible is lying.
Michael lived a full and complete life, even though it was short.
His life touch a lot of people.
Michael is with Jesus dancing on those golden streets.
He is healed and happy.
So how could his death be called a disaster?
Praise God from whom all blessings flow. My child is in Heaven not Hell.
Isn't that the most important thing in all the world?
My Child has Neurofibromatosis
Life was very miserable for both him and me.
I do not remember much of what took place
between 3 months to 2 years of age. He was always sick.
