The Seasons of My Life
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November 4, 2015 @ 5:36 pm
If anyone needs to be surrounded with LOVE, it is you, Lola…YOU’VE GOT IT NOW… GOD BLESS YOU…
February 19, 2013 @ 3:58 pm
My dearest friends and family on here (as I now have adopted all of you not as friends but as my family). I haven’t been on here for many months and perhaps you might have been wondering why. Presently I have over 1, 467 unread e-mails, but this one came up just a little while ago. Since I last was on here and given only two months to live in the hospital, survived the surgery, I have been readmitted on January 3, 2013 and released on January 28, 2013, whereas I’m still recuperating.
Dear family I had to have two knee replacements. Pain has been excruciating. And as you know I have no family. Before this major surgery, (where I’m now having to learn to walk all over again, and learn independence all over again, I couldn’t share any of this with any of you.) The pain has been too excruciating. I can only now sit ten minutes with much needed help to get up. It took me months to find help to take care of my service dogs and cats here at the house. Months to find someone to stay with me until I’m steady on my feet and can walk and take care of myself.
As things turned out, at the very last minute of crying out to God, my prayers were answered. Something happened. I really don’t recall anything. Don’t remember being taken to the hospital, the surgery, nothing. I now have a nurse, physical therapist, and caregiver that come here five days a week. My caregiver is a friend from the 1980’s (he had no idea what I was going through, but he took a bus in from Maryland and has been here since.) He has cleaned my home from top to bottom, inside and outside, working with me on my therapy, cooks my food (of which I had no food in the house before surgery, that came from the Mormon people of which I’m not a member.) They have been wonderful to me. I’m Roman Catholic, and as mentioned did in fact leave the Catholic Church after the first bout of being in the hospital and finally telling the Pastor how I felt dying, alone, begging for them to come, and didn’t. I plan once on my feet to join the Mormon Church. They (once they found out I had no food, and they came to my home unannounced, unexpected, no phone calls, before I went to the hospital this time for the knee replacements) saw just how bad things were here. The Bishop gave me 15 boxes of food to be cooked and frozen so I would have food when I came home from the hospital. I needed a ride home from the hospital, couldn’t get anyone to help me with that from the Catholic Church and had idle promises and mind games played on me by people that I had helped in the past. Who came and got me…you got it, the Mormon people. They have been calling, running errands, as I won’t be able to drive for many months as yet. They check on me, and they take my friend from Maryland (without a car) to the store and run errands with him.
Through all this and apparently NetHugs.com allowing my testiimony to be published here months ago, I have met someone from New Jersey. He is going to relocate here and we are going to be married. He wants to take care of me, it doesn’t matter how sick I have been he said, he loved me or fell in love with me by reading what was going on here. He had me checked out, and God put Him in my path. The gentleman that I thought was going to be my lifelong companion/boyfriend/husband, just visits once in a while. I hope that we will always remain friends as he was good to me, but can’t handle the fact of all the illness and trials and tribulations that I have been through.
My dear family here, all of you, I will never stop loving you, each of you. You have been my strength, my support, my lifeline. After re-reading all your letters today (and I don’t know why it popped up today) truly shows me that I am loved. Not just by God alone, but by you, each of you. You have done your good deed and saved my life, emotionally, psychologically, mentally, and I would like to thank the Mormons because without their food I wouldn’t be here today. I’m home now, struggling in a different way, but with a better frame of mind. The therapy is going to have to be long and hard, but I now see the light at the end of the tunnel.
To Benedict Singh especially…I smiled when I read your e-mail today. Because my dear family member, I’m 65 years old. My father died in a car accident on December 22nd 1951 when I was four years old, my mother died in 1993 but she was abusive to me my entire life. Beating me each day with a “cat of nine tails” one doesn’t take that lightly. I have forgiven, but I have never forgotten. I love you all, and now that you all know that I’m back home, please keep in touch as my loving family. I have to leave you now as I can’t sit any longer than ten minutes in a chair otherwise I can’t get up. Working on the therapy for that. Working on the therapy to learn how to walk up and down steps, working on therapy to get in and out of the tub…that is the worse as I can’t bend my knees without screams and tears. I love you all, but must close here. I love each and everyone of you, not one person more than the other, you now are my family and will remain so. If I do get married to this wonderful man, would you like to come to the wedding? lol? I’m serious, just let me know…we would be honored. No gifts, just the gift of love, and family.
Love, peace & joy,
Lola
February 19, 2013 @ 3:09 pm
My Dear Lola,
I would like to say a few words to you after reading this problem of your’s and I think you must believe in yourself and also your religeon from birth and not changing religeon, and remember GOD HAVE NO RELIGEON IT WAS STARTED BY MAN OR WOMEN. He is the almighty and the saver of all of us, another thing always listen to your mother and father for they are the representative of GOD to give you life your mother is always be there for you no matter what attitude you have against her, sometimes in life things always don’t go the way we expect, then we do or take the wrong way. Your family will get to understanding and that take a little time and the anger they have against you will fade away. Remember love conquer the feelings of everyone in your family.LOL.
September 27, 2012 @ 9:29 pm
Dear Sue Ann:
I just came home from the hospital late this evening after being there for over a week. My note at this time will be brief, but I felt the need to respond. Sue Ann,I had three surgeries in two days,never dreamed that I would be back on here again writing my testimony. I prayed so hard to God, I called the Catholic Church again and told them I wanted a priest to give me the final blessing of the sick. Again in crises, and, if a priest didn’t come this time, I was leaving the Church. The pastor himself came, and I told him the truth about not coming before when I and the hospital called many months ago. He said he never got the message, and he was here now. We chatted quite a while, and, another priest came before the next surgery. God was so good to me, I missed getting cancer through this surgery. If I was one month later, the cancer would have appeared and spread. I’m a bit weak and shakey, so I’m closing here now. Know that you are in my thoughts and prayers. Keep the faith, trust me on this. Think of God first, and then yourself first after that. Pay no attention to those that hurt you, despise you, etc. For God sees and loves all of us, no matter who or what we are. You just need to keep the faith. Promise me that you’ll do that for me. God bless you, I really need to close here and thank God that I’m home with a deeper sense of His presence and His arms wrapped tightly around both of us.
September 27, 2012 @ 12:44 am
Dear Lola, I WENT TO A CATHOLIC GRADE SCHOOL AND CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL. OF COURSE I WAS RAISED CATHOLIC. I HAD A MOTHER THAT DID NOT WANT ME GROWING UP AND EERYDAY OF MY LIFE TOLD ME SHE HATED ME, AND SPILED MY OLDER SISTER. BUT, I GREW TO LOVE GOD AND HE WAS THE ONLY ONE I COULD BELIEVE IN. I ENDED UP GETTING MS AND I WAS IN PAIN MOST OF MY LIFE AND STILL AM. I HAVE NO ONE AS FAR AS SIBLINGS. I AM NO LONGER CATOLIC BECAUSE WHEN I NEEDED HELP I COULD NEVER GET A PREIST TO COME AND PRAY WITH ME. WHEN I WAS IN THE HOSPITAL I HAD THE HOSPITAL CHAPLAIN COME. I WAS OING THROUGH A VERY HARD TIME IN MY LIFE AND GOING THROUGH A VERY BAD SURGERY AND WHO CAME TO RAY WITH ME THE MORNING OF THE SURGERY A METHODIST PASTOR, SO I DECIDED TO JOIN HIS CHURCH. BECAUSE THEY SEEM TO LOVE ME MORE THEN MY CATHOLIC CHURCH DID. BOY THEY DID NOT HESTITATE TO SEND ME MY ENVELOPES THOUGH. SINCE THEN I HAVE GOTTEN MARRIED AND I AM ANOTHER DENPMONATION NOW AND STILL SHUN BY MY FAMILY MEMBERS. AND THAT IS OKAY. I FEEL I HAVE NOTHING TO ANWER TO THEM FOR, I HAVE ONE JUDGE AND IT IS NONE OF THEM. I AM IN CONSTANT PAIN VERYDAY OF MY LIFE. I HAVE MANY HEALTH ISSUES BUT I FIGURE IT IS JUST CROSSES GOD GIVES ME TO BEAR EVERYDAY. AND ONE DAY WHEN HE CALLS ME HOME I WILL SEE HIM FACE TO FACE AND HE WILL SAY WELCOME HOME. GOD BLESS YOU, AND DON’T WORRY ABOUT ANYONE ELSE LIKE I SAID WE ONLY HAVE ONE JUDGE AND HE IS THE ONLY ONE WE HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT, MAY GOD BLESS YYOU TODAY AND ALWAYS….
April 24, 2012 @ 11:45 pm
Oh! My,that was the most moving,honest,almost heartbreaking,and surely tearful beautiful thing I’ve read in a long time.
April 23, 2012 @ 10:24 pm
Dear PLC: Thank you for your heartwarming thoughts and words. I’m deeply touched. I believe in Jesus, I have my faith, but most of all I have Him. I tried responding to you three times, and the computer acted up and deleted each thing I wished to say to you. So just let me say this…while in the hospital, alone, dying, and before surgery whereas I only had two months to live, I made the nurses, doctors, surgeons and everyone in the OR pray for me. I wouldn’t let them touch me until they said a prayer for me. You see PLC, I asked the nurses before the OR to call my Parish priest to give me the blessing of the sick. He never returned any of my calls, never came to the hospital or my home to hear my confession or give me communion. I was sadden as I want to make peace with my Maker.
As the surgery was to progress, the doctors said they never did this before and I was in crises with no time to waste…my comment “you’re right we have no time to waste to ask Our Lord to guide your hands in this crises. I won’t allow you to do the surgery until you pray with me, I have no one else.”
Upon coming out of recovery 3 1/2 hrs later, I learned that they never found the tumor that was there five minutes on a cat scan, mri, and x-rays…we all saw it. It was my insistence on praying that got me through the surgery. Word spread through the hospital like wild fire.
As i sobbed and was in isolation for many days thereafter, a man came into my room. Unbeknown to him I was in isolation. Hearing my sobs, the emptiness of my room for days, the pain, he came in and comforted me with words I can’t express. We are now together as a couple, we are companions, and he will be moving in with me on May 20th. A special gift from God in my time of need. Yes, I believe in prayer, and I believe that God put my boyfriend in my path at the right time. Although, the pain is still excruciating, this man has taken me into his heart and soul. He treats me with dignity, respect, and love. My family!!!! We, once I’m on my feet will be searching for a Church since non of my priests came to see me or help me or returned my calls. They know me well…never forget those monthly envelopes that they manage to send to my home and i manage to file it in file 13.
Thank you for your encouraging words, your thoughts, your prayers. They mean so much. God bless you. I know God loves me, he has proven this to me so much recently. And I love you for writing to me and giving me words of encouragement. I’ll look forward in hearing from you again.
April 23, 2012 @ 3:07 pm
To Lola,
I neither have a “family”, mine have all rejected me because I have accepted Jesus. The scriptures say that God gives and God takes away, Blessed be the Name of the Lord. What I do not have in “family”, God has given me in church family. As I share each week with them and they with I in fellowship and worship to God, I find a much greater bond. My New Family has Loved me unconditionally. They have allowed me to be all that I can be and what an awesome concept of how the family of God should be. You be encouraged! God loves you as you are, and therefore I love you just as you are. Take some time to meditate on Psalm 139. Allow God to share with you how much He truly loves you and how important you are to Him.
April 23, 2012 @ 6:40 am
To Steve A. Politte and Rodica, thank you for your kind words and meanings of encouragement. Just keep me in your prayers. I know God loves me, I’ve known it all along…I speak a great deal to Him, without Him I’m nothing. With Him, I find comfort. Just wish there were people out there that I had as a family and that I knew and could talk to and be loved by. And as being a brother in Christ Steve, thank you for loving me unconditionally. You are a true Christian indeed. God bless you.
April 23, 2012 @ 2:27 am
No one has to be said…because all of us we are the children of God…and God as a Father will help every-one…just to have faith…
Very nice and touching poem!
April 22, 2012 @ 7:10 pm
Lola, you don’t have to be sad, there are friends who love you, and what’s more important, God loves love just like you are, because God created you. You are His child, and you have a whole lot of brothers and sisters. You just need to know where to look Lola. Look into your heart, we are there, and God is there. If you see this message Lola, just know that as your brother in Christ, I love you unconditionally. Steve A. Politte (Open My Eyes Lord.net) Godb bless you.
April 22, 2012 @ 6:28 pm
This is so touching
April 22, 2012 @ 6:07 pm
As beautiful as all these verses were, with the music, it made me sad. Because I don’t have a family to love or love me back. I don’t have friends that truly love me as I love them. I’ve tried so much over the years, but I have continued to fail over and over. I’m so happy that you found what you were searching for and got it. God bless you. When alone with Jesus please whisper my name to Him…and maybe, just maybe I might find some if not all of the joy that you have found and have.