The Day I Saw the Hands of God

I must say as I tell my son's story it still brings me to tears and as I cry writing this, know that even though he was beaten to death, the good Lord saved his life back in 2005. This is something I will never forget and that our entire family has severe PTSD, So when he fell on the same spot from his injury from before and now he needed brain surgery I was a complete mess.

He was abducted at the age of 19, mistaken identity to where I had to hide my son, my 12-year son and I for years. Jared has 4 skull fractures, collapsed lung, internal bleeding, and hemorrhaging on his brain in several places, stab wound and they proceeded to throw him out of a moving vehicle at 60mph. So had extreme road rash and had to have rocked picked out of his flesh.

This is just a scratch on the surface and I ask for prayer for the Lord to move Jared home with me. He's doing well but since his fall, he kind of needs me more. So, here is a poem I would like to share and dedicate it to My Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ and to my son, Who is a great survivor and who doctors call a walking miracle!

The Passage of Time Stands Still...

I wish I could change how the world has treated you
To make things easier living your life in all that you do
Sometimes life isn't fair, we get caught in a glitch
Before we even know what happens, it's changed within minutes

I wish I could take away all the pain that you have ever felt
To guard your heart, for you not to experience this tragedy that makes life standstill
I do feel your pain, It seeps deep into my heart without my permission
When I found you almost dead; my whole world changed, then came my decisions

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No greater pain, not even God's thunderous rage
Could have prepared me for what I saw on that tragic day
My heart sank to my chest, how I would have died for you too
If God would just save my son, He could have me instead and not you

You didn't even know that I was your mother, you just didn't know
I dropped down to my knees, cried from the deepest part of my soul
I cried to my God, please take my son in your hands
Cradle him, breathe for him so he can grow up to be a man

Blessings Flow like a Miracle Rush of the Wind

It now has been 15 years, since that tragic day
I thank God for carrying my son when times were so gray
You are happy now and you are finally happy with your life, so happy and free
I have seen the hands of God, touch down to save my son for me

The future is brighter now, full of life, love, and grace
I learned to lean on God, as he washed my tears away
He saved my son, my family at best, when all is said and done
My son is a walking miracle, I saw the hands of God from the heavens above...