Phil,
I am praying! Hold on tight and keep the faith!
Huggs and blessings to all of you!
Virgie and Hoshi
----- Original Message -----
From: "Phil Scovell" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Saturday, June 24, 2006 8:02 PM
Subject: Re: Your Opinion
> Kathy,
>
> My 10 year old grandson understand, up to a point, but that's a big part
> of
> the overall problem. I explained to Gretchen the night before Father's
> Day,
> that her oldest son has only one parent and no dad. I know what it is
> like
> to grow up at his age without a father. Father's Day after Father's Day
> goes by and you think nothing of it but I guarantee you that the Enemy
> hasn't forgotten. He uses such opportunities to implant lies that little
> boys, or girls, learn to believ because they feel true at the time. "You
> aren't good enough or you would have a dad. Your dad left because he
> never
> loved you. Your mom doesn't even love you. If you had only been better,
> your dad wouldn't have left you," and that's only a sample. I pray with
> grown men all the time who have heard these lies but never knew it until
> the
> Lord revealed it to them in prayer sessions. I pray every Monday night
> with
> two Denver men, one who comes to my office on the way home from work, and
> they both have father problems. One hates his father and the other lost
> his
> dad at age 6 when his father died. He says he has almost no childhood
> memories. I here this all the time, too, until the Lord opens their
> woundedness and then brings in His truth and healing into their
> brokenness.
> These two men, and I, all have the same woundedness and yet all three of
> us
> are Christians and all three of us had Christian fathers. That's likely
> something we won't hear in church next Sunday. On this last Father's Day,
> Gretchen told her oldest boy, when he wanted to know if she was staying
> home
> that evening, that she had to go be with her boyfriend, who is lost, by
> the
> way. why, you might ask? Because, poor Mike doesn't get to see his
> little
> girl on Father's Day. I stopped Gretchen just before she left to go to
> her
> boyfriends to see if what she had told her son was indeed what she said.
> She admitted that it was what she said. I explained, in even more detail,
> all I just said and included much more based upon not only those with whom
> I
> have prayed, but I included my own experiences related to this subject.
> My
> mother was never gone. She never even dated until I was almost out of the
> home and going to Bible college. Gretchen informed me that she would let
> nothing jeopardize her quote sobriety unquote by sitting home alone in the
> evenings while her son was over at my son's house 50 feet away in my
> backyard. You want to know what I said? And I quote myself word for
> word.
> "Gretchen, I don't give a damn about your sobriety and I don't give a damn
> about Mike. I do care if someone allows my grandson to be destroyed by
> the
> Enemy because they are too ungodly to be a parent." Street language, by
> the
> way, is all some people, including my daughter, understands. If I told
> you
> some of the things my daughter used to say to her father and mother as a
> teenager, and later as an young adult, you wouldn't believe it. I wanted
> her to understand what comes first. If her freaky stupid sobriety is more
> important to her than her children, screw it. Jesus comes first or He
> doesn't so which is it going to be, Gretchen? I learned the hard way that
> there is no other way, or choice, than Jesus. I don't care if you are a
> dope addict, an alcolholic, or whatever it might be. Jesus is first. A
> man
> I was praying with this week told me, after I said something to him, "You
> know something, Phil? My pastor preached something like you just told me
> last Sunday." I asked what the sermon was about. He said, "It was
> called,
> god Will Kill You." He is going to email me the link so I can listen to
> it
> on their church website. This man said his pastor preached on how God
> will
> do whatever He wants to get your attention and you don't get one thing to
> say about it except for, yes. He furthermore said, God is not a Co
> Maniger
> of our lives. He is only The Manager. Man, I about jumped out of my
> chair.
> It doesn't get any better than that. Gretchen does not believe this, of
> course, so who suffers? Her two children who are not old enough to even
> see
> the lies they are told. Gretchen almost brags about being an addict now
> because this is what she is forced to listen to from her drug rehab
> classes.
> They are not even allowed to get up in front of the group, when called
> upon,
> without first starting out by saying, my name is Phil and I am a meth
> addict. It makes me barf every time I hear her say it because it is a
> lie.
> Gretchen is not an addict, and I have told her this, she is a sinner.
> Does
> she need help? Sure, who doesn't. Gretchen lived a perfect, holy, Amen
> shouting life when at the church drug home for a year. she was high two
> weeks after she left the home. So much for God healing people. The
> problem
> was, God wasn't there at the time, Gretchen just lived by a set of rules.
> Jesus was never the Lord of her life during that time. I have raised my
> oldest grandson and spent more hours with him than any person on the
> planet.
> I used to baby sit him 6 to 6 and a half hours each day so Gretchen and
> her
> husband could make more money than Sandy and I put together. I taught him
> how to swing, jump on the trampoline, and how to stay in the yard without
> a
> fence, I might add. Every time I had to use my tools to fix something, I
> showed him step by step how to do it. I let him hold the tools, turn the
> screws, swing the hammer, and everything else that had to be done. this
> week, in spite of my back, I carried a tall trash basket out of my office.
> I took it outside to dump into the large city barrel they pick up on
> Mondays. My 2 year old grandson was asleep but awakened when he heard me
> coming back in. He started saying, Trash, over and over, and I realized
> he
> wanted to help. I have a small basket I keep in front of my desk. People
> do a lot of crying in my office; even grown men. Jesus can break anybody.
> Somebody had put empty pop cans and some other trash in my basket. Guess
> who that might be when she comes in through my office to go downstairs to
> her apartment. So, since I always have an apointment with a lady on
> Tuesdays and Thursdays in my office, I was going to dump that basket out.
> I
> showed my little grandson where it was and handed it to him. I told him
> he
> had to use both hands. He did. I opened all the doors until we got
> outside
> and up to the big barrel that is so tall, he in no way could reach it.
> So,
> I carefully squatted down, careful to watch my back, wrapped my right arm
> around him, and lifted him up and opened the lid with my other hand for
> him.
> I had to also help him turn the little basket upside down because it was a
> little too large for him but he helped. when I thought we were done, I
> asked him if it were empty and he said no. I felt inside and sure enough,
> some stuff was still stuck in the bottom. So we repeated the whole
> process.
> When we were done, I lifted him up again so he, not me, could reach the
> large hinged lid and pull it shut. This is how serious I take parenting
> and
> grandparenting. Gretchen's sobriety is more important, and her poor
> lonely
> boyfriend is more important, than parenting. So, you might say, I have an
> attitude when it comes to putting children first and the only way I know
> of
> doing that, is putting Jesus first. There is only one way out now and
> Gretchen isn't going to like it. Yep, I've protected her from God way too
> long. I've bust my bunions for Gretchen over the years. I've gone to the
> hospital for her. I paid for her teeth that are now literally rotting out
> of her head. Although few would believe it, not all, but a large part of
> my
> back problems were emotionally related to Gretchen. I know God when I
> hear
> Him. So, Kathy, now I am going to do what I have really put off doing
> because I know what it can do to a person as an intercessor. I'm going to
> pray that God does whatever it takes to show Gretchen He is Lord of her
> life
> regardless of what she thinks.
>
> Phil.
>
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