Thanks for that encouraging poem, Rhonda, and keep us informed about your
pastor.
Back nearly 4 years ago, when I had my spinal surgery, I spoke to a woman
who was a lady who had her hair done by the same lady who cuts my hair, what
is left, that is, and she had fallen off the roof like that. She had 15
surgeries and got out of the wheelchair she had to be in as a result. She
encouraged me a lot about the type of spinal surgery I was getting ready to
have. I still have problems with some things but I'm 60 years old now, too,
so everything is a little different, haha.
Phil.
Phil.
Phil.
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From: "Rhonda Partain" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Wednesday, October 31, 2012 7:02 PM
Subject: poem I wrote
> Miracles
> sometimes miracles happen in a second,
> When God rolled the sea away,
> Sometimes they happen in a week,
> God created the world in six days,
> but sometimes,
> They happen bit by bit,
> as God's people pray
>
> sometimes miracles happenin a second,
> when God makes a heart new,
> sometimes, they happen at midnight,
> When the light of truth comes shining through,
> but sometimes they happen,
> when we pray,
> because that's all we know to do
>
> Sometimes miracles happen in a second
> God was born a baby to live with man,
> sometimes they happen slowly,
> and we can't see God's plan
>
> sometimes miracles happen in a second,
> When the stone was rolled away,
> Sometimes they happen,
> When we decide to let go,
> Of anger and hurt,,
> and allow God's love to grow
> Miracles still happen,
> They happen day by day,
> as we believe in the power of forgiveness and love
> we hold on to faith and hope,
> and we pray
>
>
> My pastor recently had a terrible fall from his roof while trying to
> repair
> a chimney. He was air flighted to Atlanta where he had surgery on his
> back,
> he had several broken ribs, collapsed lung, and issues with his legs and
> left arm. He was on a ventilator but is now breathing on his own. He has a
> long recovery ahead of him, but I was touched by the many that are praying
> for him. His name is Marc, prayers would be appreciated. Every day his
> daughter sends out an email updating his condition, seems there is a bit
> of
> improvement each day, so that's why I wrote that sometimes miracles happen
> bit by bit.
>
> Rhonda Partain.
>
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