The Hummingbird Sounds Of A M O T H E R

 Book 202

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Proverbs 31:10 - 10. Who can find a virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies.

There is not a day I don't think about my M O T H E R. It's so hard on me sometimes, knowing that she is gone up to glory. It's all good! My M O T H E R is in a better place in my heart. I hear her voice when speaking to me in a abundance of sweet sound of a hummingbird. 

I miss my M O T H E R so much no matter what I do, she is still gone forever. There is nothing I could do about it. I am amongst the living! I need to try and live the best way I know how. I have started my healing process with a mental health specialist. She's really good at what she does in order to help me with my grief. 

I can't forget her...ever! Even if she not living, I will always carry the memories of her in my heart. My M O T H E R  has given me those sweet melodies of a hummingbird. That in itself I will cherish the rest of my life. There is nothing else besides GOD and his son JESUS will ever take her place. 

Thoughts Of A Gentle Woman

 Book 201

1 Peter 3:9 - 9. Not rendering evil for evil, or railing for railing; but contrariwise blessing; knowing that ye are thereunto called, that ye should inherit a blessing.

Sherri went down to our M O T H E R S grave to check on things, and to see if anything was disturbed on the grave. So far so good, nothing was disturbed on the grave. Everything was intacted! I was truly glad of that. I wish that my sister would of let me know when she was going to our M O T H E R S grave. I would of liked to visit too. But...her visit put me into thought about the solar light that she ordered for our M O T H E R. Maybe that's why Sherri went out there, because personally, you couldn't get Sherri to go out to our M O T H E R S grave for anything, because of her thinking about her all the time without a break.

Lorenzo told me that Sherri took it rough out there while on their visit to M O T H E R S grave. As much as I think of the memories we shared with my M O T H E R, I don't think it would get any easier for us when it comes to the grieving process. Then, I think about Sherri and what she must be going through living so close to graveyard, and knowing that our M O T H E R is buried out there. She want her husband Lorenzo to move her away from being near the graveyard, even though she's almost quarter of a mile away from it. Sherri told me once that she would never be straight from our M O T H E R dying like she did with no one around her because of the pandemic back in 2020. 

I guess being as close as she is to the graveyard, I can truly understand why she feel the way she do about living so close. It has been hard on all of us as a very small version of our immediate family. Sherri, Wesley Jr. and I are all we have from our immediate family. I still wished that Sherri would of told me that she was visiting our M O T H E R. I wanted to go as long as someone was near, because I still can't go out into the graveyard on my own right now. I am so glad that everything was intact. Nothing was disturbed on my M O T H E R S grave and I am happy about that. 

Not Living In Persecution

 Book 195

Exodus 20:2-17 2. I am the LORD thy GOD, which have brought thee out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of bondage. 3. Thou shalt have no other gods before me. 4. Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness of any thing that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth. 5. Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them: for I the LORD thy GOD am a jealous GOD, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate me; 6. And shewing mercy unto thousands of them that love me, and keep my commandments. 7. Thou shalt not take the name of the LORD thy GOD in vein; for the LORD will not hold the guiltless that taketh his name in vain. 8. Remember the sabbath day, to keep it holy. 9. Six days shalt thou labour, and do all thy work: 10. But the seventh day is the sabbath of the lord god: in it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter, thy manservant, nor thy maidservant, nor thy cattle, nor thy stranger that is within thy gates: 11. For in six days the LORD made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that in them is, and the rested seventh day: where for the LORD bless the sabbath day, and hallowed it. 12. Honour thy Father and thy Mother: that thy days be long upon the earth which the LORD thy GOD giveth thee. 13. Thou shalt not kill. 14. Thou shalt not commit adultery. 15. Thou shalt not steal. 16. Thou shalt not bear false witness against they neighbor. 17. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox l, nor his ass, nor any thing that is thy neighbor's.

Sometimes I feel like everyone is against me for no reason, nor did I give them a reason to be so judgemental against me. Even though my siblings, nephews, and especially my niece are on the outside; and trying to look inside my thoughts, and they have no clue about what's going on with me, or how I feel about things, or know the flavor of my Kool Aid. My issue run deeper than an open wound, and it seems like everyone loves to pick at it like the center of a nucleus. I am not trying judge anyone in my family, but it's the way I feel sometimes when I feel everyone trying to nit pick an argument up for no reason, and I haven't cause any haste, nor done anything to no one,  and I am truly convinced. Anytime I feel the way I feel when I think my family trying to get me frustrated, especially my sister Sherri, only to start a argument with me, I start to pray. 

And then...I think of my M O T H E R when these provocative occurrences of anger my family is trying to inflict on me for no reason what so ever. I remember times when I did my M O T H E R wrong out of haste. I wasn't a perfect child to her, and I don't bite my tongue when I tell the truth about it.  No one is perfect in their sense of character. I did apologize to my M O T H E R the day she went to glory. 

But...I'm still reaping the consequences and the repercussions for my indiscretions and actions against my M O T H E R. Then I think of the book of Exodus 20:12, "Honour thy Father and thy Mother: that thy days may be long upon the earth which the LORD thy GOD giveth thee." The bible is fulfilling itself at its entirety. I know what I had to go through, and pray about, before I could receive fully salvation, and be forgiven for my sins, and my sins against my M O T H E R. Back to my family! All I ever wanted from my family, was to fit somewhere in the equation, and like a missing piece of a puzzle.

If I did anything wrong to anyone, I would to tell my family: I am truly sorry in the name of JESUS, my LORD. My pilots know I do not want any more haste with my family, nor with anyone else. I made my peace with my M O T H E R before she went to glory, and I know she forgave me a long time ago. I just want to live holy; laugh with my family every chance I get, and love my family for every second of every minute I live on this earth. "That's my destiny in a way life that we all should be living in the mist of GOD and his son JESUS."

Memories And A GODSEND To Our Family

 Book 195

John 8:42 - 42. JESUS said unto them, if GOD were your father, ye would love me; for I proceeded forth and came from GOD; neither came I of myself, but he sent me. 

My family and I find ourselves thinking of our parents a lot more than we want to. The reason why I said it the way I did, is because it's been hard on all of us in a sense of grieving. Our parents are still fresh in our minds, no matter what. What it is to do with these memories? That's hard to answer right now as I post. 

Our M O T H E R is the hardest one to forget, because she was such a beautiful and sweet woman. She always gave all of us her signature smile, no matter what she's been through in her life. That smile shines brighter than a LED light. My brother seems to have it the hardest, because I believe when he watch our M O T H E R get buried, he never got over see it happen. I wished he wouldn't have saw that happen. He is experiencing a hard time right now as I post. 

My twin sister on the other hand; she don't want me to mention our M O T H E R until she does, because...she seems to have days where she is thinking of our M O T H E R constantly without a break. She get headaches every time our M O T H E R is mentioned, and that can cause her to have seizures at any moment. Sherri wants to be the one that mentions our M O T H E R when she feels the notion to do so. I have my days when I just start crying when I have a memory of my M O T H E R out of the blue come upon me. It's so hard on me some times I cry out of control. 

I have problems with my blood pressure shooting up every time I have an episode. I also find that my niece and nephews have that time in their lives where my M O T H E R (their grandmother) come across their minds. They cry out of control! Even the littlest of people in my family have their days too. No matter how young a person is, my M O T H E R had a greater affect on them. 

She left her mark with us, and it would be with us for the rest of our natural lives. Sherri and I would work in our vegetable and herb garden, and all we think about is our parents. We talk to them when we go out and work in our garden, our F A T H E R mostly, because he is part of the reason why we can grow a lot of things. Our F A T H E R farmed in his days, and he did quite well with it. "It was his passion, as it is for us." 

Sherri and I talk mostly to him when we are gardening. Our sister in law Neyome, she helps keep all of sane. She is a total GODSEND by GOD and his son JESUS Christ. Neyome is a beautiful soul indeed. Our family in Canada my M O T H E R also had quite an affect on them when she traveled there during the winter season. 

Parents have an amazing affect on everyone lives when they are no longer a part of the equation. If anyone has experienced otherwise, you would know especially how we feel as a family. 

I Am A Day Dreamer

 Book 190

I am a day dreamer; I am a dreamer of GOD and his son JESUS. I am a day dreamer when comes to my M O T H E R. I miss the ole girlfriends with all of my heart. She still fresh in my mind, in my heart, my soul, as I am part of her body she bore. My M O T H E R is in the hands of GOD and his son JESUS. She is without pain; she is not crying out of pain; no more dialysis for her to cleanse her blood. 

My M O T H E R is smiling with joy, nothing else in this this lifetime will make her sad with despair. She is living life in Heaven grand and Heaven I do worry to much about my M O T H E R, because I know that she is in perfect hands. My only problem is that I can't remove the thoughts of her presents here on earth. I would want her to return to despair, because her life is better where she is. My M O T H E R is living inside me through day dreams that keeps repeating day in and day out. 

She is hard to forget, because of the amount of love I still have for her. Memories from this "Legend of Love" will never faulter my mind, because she will always live in my heart strongly and boldly without an ounce of despair interfering with my thoughts of my M O T H E R. She is a legend of love by her own accord, because she touched so many lives every where she turned. A 360 degree circumference; she completes one full circle of her lifetime. It is now complete. 

My M O T H E R S journey is complete upon this earth. She earned her wings of faith, of love, and endurance. I can't touch that until I make it to Heaven. I am working on my life so that I see my M O T H E R again beyond this lifetime. 🕊 M O T H E R...rest well in the hands of GOD and his son JESUS, and of the kingdom of Heaven, where she will spend eternity. 🕊

A Real Family Coffee Cup Discussion

 Book 189

Luke 12:51 - 53 -  51. Suppose ye that I am come to give peace on earth? I tell you, Nay, but rather division. 52. For from henceforth there shall be five in one house divided, three against two, and two against three. 53. The father shall be divided against the son, and the son against the father; the mother against the daughter, and the daughter against the mother; the mother in law against her daughter in law, and the daughter in law against her mother in law. 

When you deal with the deception of certain family members, your whole gets turned upside down and inside out without a care in the world. My immediate family found that fate after the death of my F A T H E R. When it came to my M O T H E R, I know what deception was when she died and hardly no one from my extended family bothered to show up at her funeral. If ever a time when I needed to have real family members there, I would of been totally accommodated. What was left of my immediate family was my sister, my brother, and myself.

Hardly no one from our extended family gave my sister Sherri, my brother Wesley, and myself the courtesy to even show us some kind of sympathy to at least show up at our M O T H E R S funeral. "What was up with that?" Love for my sister, brother, and I was just a mystery in a maze that I didn't want to find my way through. Every door I came up to...was a door of uncertainty on the other the other side of it. There was no love for my M O T H E R Ruth, even with her death.

The full emptiness of the short presents of people at my M O T H E R S funeral, showed me how important Sherri, Wesley, and I really were to our extended family. We thank GOD and his son JESUS for the few extended family and friends we did have at our M O T H E R S graveside service. It goes to show who "family" really is. No coffee cup discussions necessary for those extended family members who didn't even bother to show up at my M O T H E R S funeral.

With this said, no coffee cup discussion is worth the hassle when you have people (extended family members) who really love you. That's fine if my M O T H E R S graveside service did have many people to come and pay their last respects to her. Our memories will always extend from the sky to the horizon for my M O T H E R. So "Rest up ole girl" because we love you forever and always. 

Fight My Battles For My F A T H E R Like A Toy Soldier

 Book 186 - Special Edition Post

1 Samuel 8:20 - 20. That we may be like all nations; and that our king may judge us, and go out before us, and fight our battles. 

2 Chronicles 32:8 - 8. With him is an arm of flesh, but with us is LORD our GOD to help us, and to fight our battles. And the people rested themselves upon the words of Hezekiah king of Judah.

Isaiah 30:32 - 32. And in every place where the grounded staff shall pass, which the Lord shall lay upon him, it shall be with targets and harps: and in battles of shaking will he fight with it. 

Step by Step, Heart to Heart...left right left, we all fall down, like Toy Soldiers. Whenever I hear that song, I think of my F A T H E R mostly, because...the woman who sung that song, lost her F A T H E R. It's very hard to fathom sometimes, because he is no longer here in my life, but...he will always be a part of the memories I have of him. "I will always treasure that unconditionally." I am hanging in there with every ounce of strength I have with every breath I take step by step, heart to heart for my F A T H E R. 

Left right left, I will not fall down in despair, grieve, and unhappiness like a Toy Soldier in this battle fought so hard through the last six months of my F A T H E R. "Who else can endure the kind of pain my family and I went through in one battle fought?" GOD and his son JESUS strengthen me and brighten me in my mind with all the tools I needed to win that battle for my F A T H E R in my pilots name sake. GOD and his son JESUS gave me the courage, the wisdom, and the talent to document without saying a word. The Toy Solider was left standing throughout everything it been through and won with an ounce of victory. With 427 battles fought, I was determined I give those battles to GOD and his son JESUS for my F A T H E R. 

Rest assure...my F A T H E R S story will continue to be true and told. There is justice for that solider known as my F A T H E R who has fallen, not by the wayside, but...in spirit so that he can rest in peace. I also think about my M O T H E R in the same way, and she could also rest assure that her story will also be told and is told in the present and in past tense in documentation without saying a word. I have a long way to go with fighting my battle 427 times for her. Rest assure...her story will be told in one heartbeat. 

There is no holding back in winning the battle 427 times 2 when it comes to loving the two people who are three years, four months apart from each other that I lost in my lifetime. I will not give into the battle I fought, because...GOD and his son JESUS are my captain from my latitude to my longitude, my battle will soon be a victory. 

What Sow...Sow Shall I Reap

 Book 185 - Special Edition Post

Luke 6:38 - 38. Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you again.

Galatians 6:8 - 8. For he that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting. 

2 Corinthians 9:6 - 6. But this I say, He which sleety sparingly shall reap also sparingly and he which sleety bountiful my shall reap also bountifully.

  

I wrote a letter in memory of my parents. I mostly wrote about my M O T H E R and my indiscretions I had against her when she was alive. Now...I reap what I sow through my son Zachary. I deserve what GOD and his son JESUS raft which is inflicted on me. I am going to take it, because I deserve it for the way I treated my M O T H E R. She continue to love me so much. Before she left me, she was at peace, and she forgave me with peace. I asked GOD and his son JESUS for forgiveness for my M O T H E R, and now, I am at peace.

My letter as it reads: 

I have issues dealing with the death of my parents. I know in my heart that my F AT H E R was the most important key to my existence, but...my M O T H E R was a different form of importance. She was the one who gave me life; she was the one who provided me comfort and with the knowledge to do so. She was my hover over me when things got bad. She made sure I was alright, along with my F A T H E R say in this. She made sure I had everything I needed to live in this world. Along with my F A T H E R, my M O T H E R was my safety net without confusion of what to do next. 

I have been taught by the best of the best. I have nothing but memories of my parents. Those memories continued with rules and regulations; the law of GOD and his son JESUS put into my parents hearts to instill it in me, so that I could learn from my mistakes if there were any. I can say right now, that I appreciate everything that my parents did for me when they were alive and well. I had a few bad patches with my M O T H E R I never got a chance to apologize to her about. Yes, I was a bad person only by choice at the time. 

I use to bad mouth my M O T H E R. My sister would tell me all the time, "To never talk to our M O T H E R like I did, and I did it anyway." But...my M O T H E R kept loving me even though, and she just kept smiling, never letting what I did bother her. In her heart, mind, body, and soul, she had already forgiven me for what I done to her. My M O T H E R was at peace through GOD and his son JESUS almighty. She had already forgiven me for all of indiscretions. I live through my reaping everyday through my son Zachary. 

He was so rebellious to me. He talks back to me just as I did my M O T H E R. Zachary did what he wanted and still doing what he wants just as I did my M O T H E R. He yells and screams at me just as I did to my M O T H E R. "I get it now!" I get it. What I sow...sow shall I reap. 

My reaping days is here in a ten fold through my son Zachary. He is totally letting me have it! Now I have the memory of my M O T H E R telling me so. She told me numerous times that everything I did to her was going to come back to me. It's here and it is ten times worst than I imagined for the way I treated her. I did love my M O T H E R with every breath I took and with every ounce of strength I had in my body, but...I didn't show her at the time when I treated her wrong when she was living on this earth. 

But...she forgave me before she she left me. Then...I asked GOD and his son JESUS to forgive me for what I did to my M O T H E R, and everything she had been through with me. I was totally amber to my F A T H E R, but...my M O T H E R rode the storm with me, my F A T H E R, and everyone else who did her wrong, and she just kept smiling to the four winds. I can say this with comfort, and with peace in my heart, "GOD and his son JESUS has forgiven me for my M O T H E R, and my M O T H E R has forgiven me through GOD and his on JESUS." 

I can say and continuously say, "I am at peace with it and myself included. I love you M O T H E R, I love you F A T H E R. Rest well.with the angels.

An Author's Successful Journey

 Book 184

Joshua 1:8 - 8. This book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt meditate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according g to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt .and thy way prosperous, and then thou shalt have success. 

What good webs I weave into existence. My son Zachary and I lives are about to change forever, certainly with GOD and his son JESUS ahead of all the things Zachary and I are about to do. It is a big deal for me, because I have never experienced anything like having a movie adapted from my first book, "The Minorities, The Pilot". The right of course; from my book will be asked in permission to script my book at its entirety. I for one will be giving that permission to the production companies that are interested in my work. 

There are two production companies: Chad Conley Productions and Kaoticklone Productions. I am beyond excited and totally blessed to have those production company's interest in my work. I know that I am patient in waiting for both production companies to ask for the rights of my book, so that " The Minorities, Pilot can be produced. I know in fact that my F A T H E R and M O T H E R would be happy if they could see my potential success, but...in memory of my parents, I know that they are proud of me. 🕊 My GOD and his son JESUS...may they rest in peace. 🕊

GOD and his JESUS has blessed me so much in my life. I should have saw all the blessings that my pilots have dwelled throughout the extent of my life. I am no longer blind to see what GOD and his son JESUS has been giving me. The gift of writing has led me into a world I never thought existed. It's no longer a fantasy to me. 

This is for real! A movie adaptation is not just fun and game. It's coming to my presence and its journey into the future. Hallelujah... praise GOD and his son JESUS for giving me the opportunity to shine like the mirror I can look into completely without a smudge or streak. Hallelujah...praise GOD for giving me this chance for an opportunity of a lifetime. My F A T H E R and M O T H E R would have been totally proud to see me make a difference, not only for myself, but...for my son Zachary as well.

Ruth's Legacy Of Love Continues On In Spirit

 Book 183 - Special Edition Post

Ruth 4:11 - 11. And all the people that were in the gate, and the elders said, "We are the witnesses". The LORD make the woman that is come into thine house like Rachel and Leah. Which two did build the house of Israel and do thou worthily in Ephrata, and be famous in Bethlehem.

Psalms 78:4 - 4. We will not hide them from our children, she sing to the generation to come the praised of the LORD, and his strength, and his wonderful works that he hath done. 

Psalms 145:4 - One generation shall praise the works to another, and shall declare they acts.

I got some wonderful news to tell my viewers and posters. I happy to announce that my niece Octavia company is now official. She named her 18 wheeler truck after my M O T H E R. It is called, "Ruth's Legacy Trucking, LLC." That give a nice ring to the most beautiful name in the whole world. 

I cried when I saw my M O T H E R S picture, the day she was born (Alpha) and the day she died (Omega) and then Ruth's Legacy Trucking, LLC on my nieces truck. My sister Sherri and I did not expect to see nothing but the name Ruth's Legacy Trucking, LLC, that's it! All that I knew that it made me cry tears of joy. Octavia travels with my M O T H E R in spirit. It's like my M O T H E R journeying in time, but...in spirit.

I am proud of Octavia for everything she does when she drive her truck around the country in memory of my M O T H E R. So beautiful! 

Giving Success To GOD And His Son JESUS Almighty

 Book 182 - Special Edition Video

Hebrews 10:36 - 36. For ye have need of patience, that after ye have done the will of GOD, ye might receive the promise. 

Genesis 39:2-3 - 2. And the LORD was with joseph, and he was a prosperous man; and he was in the house of his master the Egyptian. 3. And his master saw that the LORD was with him, and that the LORD made all that he did to prosper in his hand. 

I did an interview with my sister-in-law Neyome live, so that I could get people to donate to my Go Fund Me site. So far, no people donated to my Go Fund Me site! What I am going to do is put my Go Fund Me site in the hands of GOD and his son JESUS. They know all about what I have to do to get my screenplay in to production with the producers of Chad Conley Productions. This is what my post is all about, trying to get people to donate to my Go Fund Me site.

I am not going to worry no more about it! I am going to leave my fundraiser in the hands of my pilots. That is all I could do to get people in general to pay attention. GOD and his son JESUS is good all the time no matter what the cause, or situation is. I know in my heart I am going to raise the $4,000 dollars needed for one half of the screenplay and my screenwriter will take care of the rest. Brett Johnson (screenwriter) has given me two months to come up with the funds so that he could start my campaign. 

I am asking that everyone here who views my post will give towards my Go Fund Me site. I am praying for that to happen, because I am dedicating the cause to my parents: Ruth Ann Thomas Brunson (M O T H E R) and my (F A T H E R) Wesley Brunson Sr. I very much want to make them proud of my accomplishment. By GOD and his son JESUS almighty, let it be real; let me be able to raise the $4,000 dollars needed to cover half the cost of my screenplay. I am going to continue to leave my fundraiser in the hands of my pilots.

Riding The Successful Storm

 Book 181

Joshua 1:8 - 8. This book of law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt mediate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous, and then thou shalt have good success. 

Matthew 6:33 - But seek ye first the kingdom of GOD, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. 

Proverbs 3:9-10 - 9. Honor the LORD with thy substance, and with the firstfruits of all thine increase. 10. So shall thy barns be filled with plenty and thy presses shall burst out with new wine. 

Philippians 4:19 - 19. But my GOD shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus. 

I just miss the ole girl so much, I can't began to fathom my life with out my M O T H E R. It's still hard for me to bare the though that I am never going to see my M O T H E R again. I am still grieving for her in my own way. It is not a day I don't think of her. All I could do is to pray for comfort to ease the pain I feel about losing my M O T H E R. 

This was why I will dedicate my road to success to my M O T H E R and to my F A T H E R. I just found out that my book, "The Minorities, The Pilot" is going to be scripted into a movie. That is the greatest accomplishment that I have ever received. Just like my M O T H E R, I am riding the storm to success. Yes, I got Hollywood producer eager and ready to turn my book into a movie. 

But, the only thing that I need to accomplish is getting the screenplay to the producers of Chad Conley Productions. Screenplays aren't cheep! I am looking to pay thousands of dollars to provide the screenplay to producers. That's money that I don't have on me; not even my account. I decided to do a fundraiser in order to raise at least $9000.00 to cover the cost of the screenplay.

I know that I can't let this opportunity get away from me, because it is a chance of a lifetime deal. I would like to provide for my son Zachary everything that I never had so that he can have a better life. That is my goal to do so, even if I need to use my car as collateral to cover the cost of the screenplay. Using my car as collateral is risky, but...when it comes to Zachary, I am willing to do what I need to see that he have a better life. I am riding the storm for Zachary. 

I can't pass up a chance of lifetime to live a better life. I guess I am like most people who have the opportunity to live a successful life, and I don't blame them not one bit. This is my goal for Zachary and I am not to pass this opportunity of being famous up. 

Christmastime Memories Of My Parents

 Book 179

Isaiah 7:14 - 14. Therefore the LORD give you a sign; Behold A virgin shall conceive, and bear A son, and shall call his name Immanuel

Luke 2:11 - 11. For unto you is born this day in the city of David, A Saviour, which is Christ the LORD. 

My twin sister Sherri and I decided to decorate two small Christmas trees for each parent so that we can take them to their grave sites. There were also two identical vases to put on the bases of their tombstones. Sherri and I both dread going out to our parents grave sites, because it was too painful for us to fathom their deaths to reality. It was especially hard us bare that reality. Time must move on with only the memories we will carry of our F A T H E R and M O T H E R.

The small Christmas was decorated and ready to be placed on each of our parents grave sites. Yet, we were still dreading that moment when we would actually have to go out to the grave sites and place both small Christmas trees and their vases. My brother-in-law Lorenzo decided to come along for the ride for support. Since we were more close to the grave site of my M O T H E R S, Lorenzo, Sherri, my son Zachary, my great nephews Christian and Justin Jr. went to my M O T H E R S grave site first. Sherri and I was totally emotional as we headed towards the graveyard to our M O T H E R S eternal resting place. 

All of a sudden, Sherri and I cried out when we came upon and looked over at our M O T H E R S grave site. With our eyes so full of tear drops, my brother-in-law Lorenzo drove up beside our M O T H E R S grave, and Sherri and I got out of the SUV on the passenger side where our M O T H E R grave site was located. Sherri and I was so shaken up with grief, we stood there crying out for our M O T H E R and calling out to her. It took us less than two minutes tops to do what we came out to our M O T H E R S grave site for. Afterwards, we began placing our M O T H E R S heart shaped solar light on the right side of her tombstone facing us, and then place the Christmas tree on top of her vault. Sherri and I had to anchor it to keep it in place in case of a windy day. 

The other flowers that were there we place on each side of our M O T H E R S vault so that the small Christmas tree would stand out. The vase of flowers we placed on top of her vase, praying that a strong wind will not blow it off. After Sherri and I were finished placing the vase and the small Christmas tree, we took so pictures of our M O T H E R S grave decorated full from our hearts and souls. We stood there starring with our eyes full of tear drops once again until we loaded up the SUV. It was on to my F A T H E R S grave site.

Another emotional vendetta Sherri and I had to deal with. Our eyes continued to be filled with our tear drops as we went...I'll say over 5 to 6 miles to my F A T H E R S grave site to place his small Christmas tree and flower vase onto his tombstone. As Lorenzo, Sherri, my son Zachary, Christian, and Justin Jr. arrived at the grave site of my F A T H E R, Sherri, the boys, and I got out on the passenger side of the SUV; walked around and proceeded to my F A T H E R S grave site. Sherri had to tear the base part of the small Christmas tree apart, because we could not place the tree on the ground due to the graveyard was  privately owned and it's grounds keepers try and keep the graveyard cleaned. So, with that said, Sherri could not place our F A T H E R S solar light in the ground in front of his tombstone. After Sherri took off the base of the Christmas tree, I put the tree into our F A T H E R S vase so tightly that the wind could not blow it out of the vase, as though we were hoping that wind would not blow the Christmas tree out of its vase. 

We then place my F A T H E R S small flower vase on the base of the tombstone, hoping that will not blow off from a strong wind. It was heavy enough to withstand a strong dose of wind. Our decoration of our parents graves were completed. Sherri and I started taking pictures of our F A T H E R S decorated tombstone. We stood for minutes looking at our work and thinking of our F A T H E R, before Sherri, the boys and I got into the SUV to depart the graveyard. 

Our duties when it came to our parent was done. Sherri and I was still full of emotions that our parents will not be with us for Christmas, but...will remain in our spirit and our hearts. We will have nothing but awesome memories of our parents. F A T H E R and M O T H E R can now rest during their Heavenly holiday. 

Healing A Bad Patch

 Book 178

Malachi 4:2 - 2. But unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings; and he shall go forth ANF grow up as calves of the stall.

Luke 9:11 - 11. And the people when they knew it, followed him: and he received them, and spend unto them of the Kingdom of GOD, and healed them that had need of healing.

1 Corinthians 12:9 - 9. To another faith the same Spirit; to another the gifts of healing by the same Spirit.

As usual on a Monday evening when I go out to my son Zachary football practice to watch him practice until he was finished practicing. While I sat there watching my son, my mind was in thought of my M O T H E R...only a brief moment. I remember a time when she sat in the exact spot where I was sitting, just watching her grandson practice and enjoying herself. It's hard sometimes not having my M O T H E R in my presents, or to the point where I could talk to her in person. I know GOD and his son JESUS took her home to be with them, but...sometimes I feel that I am totally alone without a care in the world for me to fathom that I exist. 

That's the way I feel sometimes, like I am not there in reality. On a Monday, I was in Wal-Mart Christmas shopping when I saw a woman on a motor car inside the store. With the strain of my eyes, I thought I saw my M O T H E R on that motor car riding towards me. For a minute my mind was out of reality of the fact that my M O T H E R was dead. I started riding towards this woman with a smile on my face, then I came to reality when I understood that the woman was not in fact my M O T H E R. My M O T H E R in reality was deceased. 

I immediately started crying out so loud until this man and woman came towards me like they wanted to console me. They asked was I alright. I told them I will be alright. I told them that,  I'll be fine. Two days later, the though of my M O T H E R that Monday evening stayed with me after seeing that woman in Wal-Mart. On Thursday I had a really bad patch about my M O T H E R. She was totally on my mind. I remember when I got into an argument with her over certain things; minor things that didn't make no sense to me.

I found that after my M O T H E R died, I never got the chance to apologize to her, or tell her that I loved her with all of my heart. That fate ate away with me, and I cry to the point that my blood pressure rises. I have been living with the guilt of that for quite sometime, until my brother Wesley and my sister-in-law Neyome invited me come and join their church. I joined and I got Baptised so that my sins can be washed away. And then...Wesley explained to me about my baptism. When you are baptized under GOD, all of your sin are washed away, including my guilt of not apologize to my M O T H E R when I had the chance. 

I now feel better about my indiscretions when it came to my apology to my M O T H E R. My LORD had already forgiven my sin. I feel that a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. I now see that my M O T H E R can now rest in peace. I feel much better where I am. I find myself a Christian for GOD and his son JESUS. 

It feels good to be where I need to be and worship with people are warm and loving towards me, no matter what color you are. I am proud to be a part of the congregation for Christ our LORD. The memories of my M O T H E R will stay with me for the rest of my life. I can tell here, " I love her" anytime, even though she has gone home to glory where she will never suffer pain, or the pain of her dialysis; she will never cry again about anything. My M O T H E R is happy living with the LORD, and I am happy about that.

An Unfounded Dose Of Betrayal

 Book 172

Mark 11:25 - 25. And when ye stand praying, forgive, if ye have ought against any; that your Father also which is in Heaven may forgive you your trespasses

One day niece, you will know what it feel like to be betrayed by the one that suppose to love you unconditionally. One day niece, you will know what it feel like to be ignored when you call out to that person by their name and that person keeps walking away from you without listening to what you had to say to them and them without uttering a sound. One day niece, you will know what it feel like for you to want a hug and that person tells you that "they don't want that hug, or they don't want to talk to you, or they don't want you to touch them and they just walk out to door so full of resentment against you because...they found a indiscretion that you did that they didn't like." Understand niece, how it feels to be betrayed by the person you thought suppose to love you no matter what circumstances hit over the horizon. After all said and done, your eyes are so full of tears, because...you can't fathom the thought of what you did that was so wrong that person seem to carry so much hate. 

Yes...the facts are mutual that it is a love/hate relationship this person carries for you that you can't understand why they are doing this you when all you did was to love them with all of your might. One day niece, you are going to ask yourself, "Why did I do this to the one that loves me unconditionally without thinking twice." One day niece, you are going to imagine the thought of what you done to bring unhappiness, tears, and depression to the one who only want to reason with you when you said, "I didn't utter a greeting to you that morning, when it was obvious that you get the same greeting every morning you enter the front room. Now, it is time that I give you niece an ultimatum! How you carried yourself that morning was totally unfounded and it was betrayal to you've endured on me when all you would of received is love unconditionally. 

All this boils down to niece was all you had to do was to tell me my indiscretion straight forward and that indiscretion would of made a 360 to your satisfaction. All that could of been worked out accordingly if only you didn't have that kind of demeanor you had that morning. I didn't know how to come at you, because of this demeanor you carried so graciously. "It was scary to fathom how you were feeling that morning niece!" I will say this, "How you treated me as a elder...you had no right to treat me like that otherwise, because...I am a elder...and you treat your elders with respect." 

R-E-S-P-E-C-T, you did not administer that thought. You just walked out the door in haste, and with that haste, you will reap the consequences and the repercussions of your actions. One day niece, you will know what that feel like to want love and you can't receive it. There was one thing I was told niece, and here is what I was told by someone that was also suppose to close to me when I had no one else to turn to but my self. "My daughter loves you very much!" 

Well here is my saying to the one that suppose to be close to me when I didn't have no one to turn to or to back me up when it comes to being decieved and betrayed. "If I was truly loved, everything I said in this post, would of never came to past." That's not love if a person ignores you when all you wanted to do was to talk to them and they keep walking away from you without listening to that word you had to say them; and what was so hurting, was that they tell you that say they didn't want a hug from you and that they didn't want to talk to you; and most of all...acted like they didn't want you to touch them and they walk straight out the door with that kind of haste is not love. That in itself is hate and it is total betrayal!  

The Pain Seems To Never Go Away

 Book 171

Revelation 21:4 - 4. And GOD shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.

I don't think I will never get over the death of my M O T H E R as well as my F A T H E R. It is too hard to bare to even think about giving them up. I know in my heart that my pain will get better as the years go by without an ounce of forgetting that they were my parents. It is so hard on me when I heard that my M O T H E R had passed away for 45 minutes on that day of August 8. She was revived, because...the doctors and nursed did not have our permission not to revive her. I had wished that the doctor's and nurse's at that particular moment would of let my M O T H E R go so that she would not have any pain from her body hurting, or going through dialysis, no more sorrow, or crying again.

My sister Sherri, brother Wesley, and I needed to give that permission not to resuscitate our M O T H E R. That was the hardest thing that we ever had to do is to give that order. Sherri, Wesley, and I did not want our M O T H E R to suffer anymore than she had to. The order was given by my self to not resuscitate our M O T H E R, because...we as our own family unit did not want our M O T H E R to suffer. That was the reason when I went to the hospital that day on the 8th of August to make that decision to sign what took me ten minutes or more to sign those papers to remove the ventilator, the medicines that my M O T H E R  was hooked up to, and the compressors around her legs and arms. 

I did not want to stay and watch that after I signed the papers. I had the nurses assistant to remove me from the ICU (Intensive Care Unit) before they removed everything away from my M O T H E R, because...it would of been too painful to watch. I was on a journey with my sadness. I was wheeled in a wheelchair, because...I could not walk up to see my M O T H E R in ICU. I was wheeled all the way to my car and helped into it. My niece Ta'Neisha did the driving for me, because...I was not able to drive not even a little bit due to my grief. 

After the drive...I was met with Sherri, her husband Lorenzo, Wesley and his wife Neyome that day so that we all could wait for that phone call in grief about my M O T H E R S passing and to ask us what funeral home we wanted to place my M O T H E R in. That was so hard to do; it was hard on all of us to wait around for my M O T H E R S passing during the awful pandemic COVID 19 virus. It took only an hour after I came from seeing my M O T H E R in the hospital for the call to come through about her passing. My entire immediate family cried without the reluctance of shedding tears. Those tears were ever so real in our hearts for our M O T H E R. 

I would never forget that day of my family's grief. I was totally hard not grieve for the "Queen" who has given us so much love, so much comfort as my F A T H E R did as well. The pain will never go away from us no matter what we do or say. It will be hard to do even if Sherri, Wesley, and I and the rest of the family. I was only the start of a very long process for years to come. 

Memories of a M O T H E R

 Book 170

Copyright © 2020 By Author:Terri Celestine Brunson. All Rights Reserved

Synopsis:  This post is totally personal to me. I felt I had to write and tell everyone how I feel when it comes to losing my M O T H E R. It is about love, grief, and pain. I pray I can someday be eased of the pain I feel and move on with my life. 

Ephesians 6:1 - 24 - 1. Children, obey your parents in the LORD for this is right. 2. Honor they father and mother which is the first commandment with promise. 3. That it may be well with thee, and thou mayest live long on the earth. 4. And, ye fathers, provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the LORD. 5. Servants, be obedient to them that are your masters according to the flesh, with fear trembling in the singleness of your heart , as unto Christ. 6. Not with eyeserivice, as menpleasers; but as the servants of Christ doing the will of GOD from the heart. 7. With good will doing service, as to the LORD and not to men. 8. Knowing that whatsoever good thing any man doeth, the same shall he receive of the LORD whether he be bond or free. 9. And ye masters, do the same things unto them, forbearing threatening: knowing that your master also is in Heaven; neither is there respect of persons with him. 10. Finally, my brethren, be strong in the LORD and in the power of his might. 11. Put on the whole armour of GOD, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. 12. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. 13. Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of GOD, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. 14. Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the brestplate of righteousness; 15. And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace: 16. Above all, taking the shield of fatih, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked. 17. And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword the spirit which is the word of GOD. 18. Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the spirit and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints; 19. And for me, that utterance may be given unto me, that I may open my mouth boldly, to make know the mystery of the gospel. 20. For which I am an ambassador in bonds: that therein I may speak boldly as I ought to speak. 21. But that ye also may know my affairs, and how I do, Tychicus a beloved brother and faithful minster in the LORD, shall make know to you all things. 22. Whom I have sent unto you for the same purpose, that ye might know our affairs, and that he might comfort your hearts. 23. Peace be to the brethren and love with faith from GOD the Father and the LORD Jesus Christ. 24. Grace be with all them that love our LORD JESUS Christ in sincerity. Amen (To the Ephesians written from Rome, by Tychicus) 

No one could never replace my M O T H E R. My feelings are mutual when it comes to her. It was hard to see her without life in her body, but... to know that her soul is in Heaven, I know it! My M O T H E R was a "Legion of Love" and she was loved by everyone, known or unknown. She carried that sweet heart and sweet spirit everywhere she went.

When my M O T H E R went to glory on August 8, 2020, part of me went with her. It is hard to imagine life without my "Queen" but...with the help of GOD and his son JESUS, she helped guide me on the right path of righteousness. I acknowledge that very much to everyone who reads this post. My M O T H E R did so much for me, I can never repay her for what she has done for me in my lifetime. I miss times when me, my twin sister Sherri and I went to her favorite store "Ross." She would go into that store and get buried in the clothes in a heartbeat, while searching for that one dress to add to her collection of many dresses she had in her closet. 

Two hours she is in the store, while Sherri and I try to pull her out of the clothes. That was hard to do of course! But...Sherri and I let our M O T H E R shop as long as wanted to satisfy her needs to find a dress, or several dresses she wanted for church. My M O T H E R always shopped for a dress for church and other occasions that she was considering taking part of. She loved to shop that is all I got to say for a woman who dressed to perfection. 

I miss the times whenever Sherri, her husband Lorenzo, my son Zachary, and I would take a stroll in Lorenzo's SUV and we would go to Walmart, or to the Wawa, the fish market to buy fresh fish, or just riding around until the sunset over the horizon, my M O T H E R would always be in tow, no matter what. She was never left home...never! My M O T H E R was never lonely; never wanting to be alone. She basically rode all over the globe, especially when it came to traveling regional and international. My M O T H E R was ready and willing to travel with her suitcases already packed. I will miss that time with my M O T H E R the most. 

She loved hanging out with her classmates; since, she was on the executive board with planning Social gatherings: Banquets, Christmas Party's, Breakfasts celebration at the Recreation Center, or just getting  together with her classmates communicating about things that they loved and cherish. Either me, or Sherri would take our M O T H E R to these events. We never mind it at all, because...that was our M O T H E R. My thought...whatever benefits her enjoyment, Sherri and I made sure she had the luxury of getting there and having a awesome time at each event. 

My M O T H E R never quit, no matter how she felt being on dialysis, having diabetes, or feeling a little faint, that 70 year old woman would always push herself to beat all odds no matter how she was really feeling. I admired her strength totally in my heart. There were days when I thought I would not make it, and my M O T H E R was kicking boldly the rocks at full speed. I found myself honored and proud to have had "Mrs. Ruth Ann Thomas-Brunson" as my M O T H E R. My thoughts are totally clear when I carry this monologue I had about my M O T H E R. 

I can talk about her all day and stretching it out to the four winds of faith and peace when it came putting all my love I had for my M O T H E R, and still I still have that unconditional love for her in the grave. Everyone...love your M O T H E R unconditionally, because...once she gone, she is gone. You lose your whole word in a heartbeat. You cannot replace the "Queen" ever! She is the only one that bore you, nursed you, work almost 24 hours a day, sometimes without rest, gave love unconditionally. Everyone, love you M O T H E R while she is still on this earth, because...you will never get another M O T H E R in your lifetime. 

The Book Of Ruth

Book 168

Copyright © 2020 by Author Terri Celestine Brunson

*Links for COVID19

Ruth 1:21 - 21. I went out full, and the LORD hath brought me home again empty; why then call ye me Naomi, seeing the LORD hath testified against me, and the Almighty hat afflicted me?

Ruth 4:15 - 15. And he shall be unto thee a restorer of thy life, and a nourisher of thine old age: for thy daughter in law, which loveth thee, which is better to thee than seven sons, hath born him. 

I found out within a blink of an eye that my MOTHER Ruth's condition was deteriorating and that she may have to go into hospice, because...when you are in hospice, there was nothing more anyone could do but to make MOTHER comfortable. For her...I know that GOD and his son JESUS is good all the time and I know that my pilots will bring my MOTHER through her time of despair after having a stroke. I find that it looked as if my MOTHERS doctor's has already written her off just for extra beds during the COVID19. My MOTHER was deteriorating in my mind since I cannot go to the hospital and see her under the circumstances of the COVID19. 

I believed that my MOTHERS deterioration was due to the fact that she cannot see her family. She really needed her family for support. My family and I cannot see what is really happening with our MOTHER while she is in the hospital. I remembered something that my MOTHER said to my twin sister Sherri while on the phone with Sherri, "Are you all mad with me is the reason you are not coming to see me?" That was the last real conversation that Sherri and our MOTHER Ruth had with each other before she could not say anything else anymore.

Sherri assured our MOTHER that we (our immediate family) was not mad with her at all. We could not go to the hospital to see our MOTHER at any cost due to the COVID19 virus. That was the precautions that my family and I had to take in order to endure what our MOTHER and our immediate family are going through. It seemed as if we were in a nightmare knowing that my family and I do not have any real answers from my MOTHERS doctor's to help us understand what was really going on with my MOTHER and her prognosis since she recovered a little from her stroke. Her prognosis was the main source of information that we needed to understand my MOTHERS condition.

I felt as if the doctor's and nurses were going against protocol and holding back from my family and I the information that me and my family should know about. Sherri have been keeping me and our brother Wesley Jr. updated on our MOTHERS condition, since she is in fact the oldest. It was after 5:00 pm that day and I asked Sherri on our MOTHERS condition. Sherri have not heard from our MOTHERS doctor, but...she said that she was fine, because...she had conversed with a social worker about our MOTHERS health and condition, so, it was nothing to be worried about. It was late in the afternoon, and my MOTHERS condition seemed to have improved. 

Sherri had spoken to our MOTHER over the phone, since we cannot go and see her due to the COVID19 virus. Our MOTHER turned her head to the receiver and grunted into the phone to Sherri. Sherri and I felt that was a good sign that our MOTHER will be talking not soon, but...whenever GOD and his son JESUS see fit for our MOTHER to talk; our MOTHER will talk. We both knew that it would be a long drawn out process for our MOTHER. Sherri and I will not rush it! 

We will give our MOTHER all the time she need to recuperate from her stroke. The was the happiest moment of my life just to know that my MOTHER grunted into the phone to Sherri for the first time in a month. MOTHER is still not moving her right side (leg and arm) her left side, she is moving just fine. We feared that our MOTHER will be partially paralyzed that is for sure and that she will be in a wheelchair for quite sometime until it is time for her to receive physical therapy. GOD and his son JESUS is good all the time. 

Even though...my MOTHER is the same position she is in and that is how Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I will see her when she comes out of the hospital. My MOTHER is paralyzed on her right arm and leg...virtually her whole right side. Her left side of her body, she has motor skills. There will be no therapy required until my MOTHER comes back to herself. One week and a half later...my MOTHER seemed to have recovered more from what I thought was depression from not being able to see her family due to the COVID19.

She is moving the left side of her body; she is alert and responsive to sound and voices; she is opening her eyes and closing them; she cannot speak, nor move her right side at all, but...she is more responsive than anything we imagined. MOTHER is slowly coming back to us in a nutshell. It will be a while before my MOTHER recovers from everything that she has been through. Me and my family will be doing a lot of praying while she continues to recover from her ordeal. 

All me and my family know is that MOTHER will need total care no matter what we say or how we feel as much as we hate it, our MOTHER will have to be sent to a nursing home for her total care. With Sherri and I and my brother-in-law Lorenzo disabled, there is nothing more we could do to give my MOTHER the total care she needed to make her feel comfortable; she will have to go to a nursing home for her total care. It makes me sad of the thought of a nursing home, but...that was the only option me and my family had in reality for our MOTHER. I had wished if it was another way, or another option that we could come up with to secure our MOTHERS safety. Only GOD and his son JESUS only knew the answer to that. 

It was only obvious that the nursing home was me and my family's last option, and only GOD and his son JESUS will take care of our MOTHER throughout her care. All we could do is pray. As I update on my MOTHERS condition, "Praise GOD and his son JESUS Christ for bringing my MOTHER out of her catharsis state. She is now talking! She know who we are (Sherri, Wesley Jr. and I) and it's like we are now a whole family again. My MOTHER got a lot of rehabilitation to go threw and she will be fine in the mighty name of GOD and his son JESUS. My pilots has answered all of our prayers!

M O T H E R

Book 167 - Special Edition Post - Our Queen, The Matriarch

Copyright © 2020 by Author Terri Celestine Brunson

2 Kings 4:30 - 30. And the mother of the child said, as the LORD liveth, and as they soul liveth, I will not leave thee. And he arose, and followed her. 

Isaiah 66:13 - 13. As one whom his mother comforteth, so will I comfort you; and ye shall be comforted in Jerusalem. 

Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I longed for our MOTHER to be there for us when we needed her to be there for us. There was nothing that could pull us away from her even if she's not doing her best, we are there for her in spirit and in spirit...her every need. It is hard sometimes to know that we cannot be there at the time when things are so uncharted and so unclear to us. Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I know that GOD and his son JESUS is there on time when our MOTHER need them the most. Her time away from us is so precious, dear, and sweet. 

Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I know that our MOTHERS voice will not be silenced for long, nor her immobile status will not see to exist for as long as we know that GOD and his son JESUS is good all the time. We bring new hope to the table and we lay it down with the possibilities of what may occur when our MOTHER...the queen of the universe is not 100 times the fathom we want her to be. Those fathoms turn into security wrapped around Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I with our emotions and in our thoughts. Some codes are not made to figure out just how concerned we are when it comes to our MOTHER. She is the queen, our matriarch! 

How can we hold our composure; how can we keep our emotions intact without shedding an ounce of despair? It is quite obvious what is known to be true by faith from the ones above. GOD is good all the time! And there is nothing that could beat our pilots giving, if asked in their name and that Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I pray as hard as we could withstand the love that GOD and his son JESUS has for us and our MOTHER to come back to us a 1000 and 1 bubbly presents. We can see as far as the horizon when it comes to our MOTHER being in the center our world. 

Our queen, our matriarch...where art thou in our thoughts? We know that you will return with glory and strength. That would be a joy to see! It is a once in a lifetime gift wrapped in our prayers, our faith, our trust, our belief, and our joy. Sherri, Wesley Jr., and I will meet our MOTHER again when things are not so uncharted. 

Our MOTHERS charts will not be so uncharted for long once she began to blossom like a flower in a spring breeze. Then...we will know that our MOTHER is growing closer to us than we ever imagined her to be watered with purity. Our queen, the matriarch...GOD and his son JESUS got you when there is nothing more to worry about or to do. Your strength will be revised to you a 1000 times more than you ever imagined it would be. Patience has its abundance when it is not rushed, only if it is given with time in the name of our father GOD, and in the name your son JESUS, and in the name of the HOLY Spirit...it is done!.

The Wisdom of the Mitchell and Brunson Family

Book 166 - Special Edition Post - A Real Family

Ephesians 2:8 - 9 - 8. For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves it is the gift of GOD. 

Hebrews 11:6 - 6. But without faith it is impossible to please him for he that cometh to GOD must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him. 

Mark 16:16 - 16. He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved; but he that believeth not shall be damned. 

Romans 10:10 - 10. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. 

There were many things that the Brunson and Mitchell family's did not take for granted, and that was love, happiness, trust, belief, faith, and glory. There was nothing we would do for family. We hang out together no matter where we were on the globe. My family and I would always be together. There was something in our lives that was too painful to take. 

It was not my FATHER this time, It was my MOTHER is the light of our lives. She got stuck down by a stroke almost a month ago without notice. I was told by my twin sister Sherri around 11:30 that night when I was getting ready for bed that our MOTHER was sick and that she had to go to the nearest hospital for care. I raced over to my brother-in-law Lorenzo's mother house to see what was going on with my MOTHER. When I arrived, my MOTHER was being placed in back of an ambulance. 

She looked like nothing was wrong with her. She was talking and looking around while the paramedics were securing her in the back of the ambulance. Sherri and I were then told by one of the paramedics that our MOTHER will be taken to the nearest hospital for treatment, because...he believed at that moment that she was having a possible stroke. Sherri and I was in shock about what the paramedic had told us. Sherri had told me that day when our MOTHER told her that she was in pain behind her left eye and that her left eye was incredibly red like a blood vessel had ruptured throughout her eye.

She also said that our MOTHER had just had dinner that night.No one thought no more about that something silently was going on with our MOTHER. While my MOTHER was eating, she had dropped her fork on the floor and began to lay back on the sofa. Sherri notice our MOTHER laid back on the sofa unresponsive. She told me that she immediately call 911 emergency at that moment to come out to the house and that our MOTHER did not feel well at all at that moment. Then...I received the call to come over to Lorenzo's mother's house to check on my MOTHER. At that moment, I did not waste anytime getting my clothes and shoes from my night attire. 

And that was the timeline of what I saw when I arrived at Lorenzo mother's house to see my MOTHER in the back of the ambulance. Sherri and I stood there in the yard as we watched our mother leave in the ambulance to South Florida Baptist Hospital. It was the nearest hospital to take my MOTHER for treatment, even though...I did not like that hospital for its history for how they treated their patient and not getting certain things done to improve the quality of the hospital. So with that said, my MOTHER had to receive immediate care. My family and I had to remain outside of the hospital, because of the COVID19 virus. 

I was very worried about my mother, because...of the COVID19 virus. I prayed as she was inside of the hospital that she would not contract the virus. Thirty minutes into my MOTHERS hospital visit, a nurse came out to meet with me and Sherri about our MOTHERS condition. She had informed us that our MOTHER had a stroke and that she had to air lifted to a hospital in Tampa, Florida. Our MOTHER was air lifted to St. Joseph's Hospital. It was one of the best hospitals for patients who experience what my MOTHER experienced during her time of despair. 

Sherri and I were totally worried about our MOTHER, because...her situation was a matter of life and death when she was flown to St. Joseph's Hospital in Tampa. We were distraught about what was going to happen with our MOTHER. Tears beaded down our faces as I tried to drive to Tampa following the helicopter. Sherri had gotten a call to turn around and go home from a nurse South Florida Baptist Hospital, because...there was no need for us to go to St. Joseph's Hospital. We were going to sit outside of the hospital anyway, because...of the COVID19 virus. No one was allowed through the hospital entrance where the patients were, or in the lobby crowding around. 

Sherri and I started back home so that we could inform our family about our MOTHER serious condition. It took less than twenty minutes for us to reach home. As soon as Sherri and I walked in the door of Lorenzo's mother's home, we started praying for our MOTHERS recovery. Continuously distraught, Sherri and I parted ways. I told Sherri and Lorenzo that I would come back over as soon as the sun came up good and when I gotten myself cleaned up. 

Our family came together to pray for our MOTHERS recovery. Wesley had came around to the house later that day, so that we could comfort each other in our time of despair. Our MOTHER was totally important to us and we did not want anything to happen to her in the midst of her stroke and the situation that she was in as she was placed in the intensive care unit at St. Joseph's Hospital. Sherri, Lorenzo, Wesley, and I could only pray for our MOTHERS recovery from her stroke and that would come out from that catharsis state that she was in. All that we knew, we knew in our hearts that our MOTHER would recover and that it was going to take some time until she was able to become mobile again with her body and that she will be able to become verbal to tell us that she will be alright.