~Last night when I was trying to sleep My friends voice I did hear.
I opened my eyes and looked around But she did not appear.
She said friend you've got to listen.You've got to understand.
God didn't take me from you He only took my hand.~

~When I called out in pain that night, the instant that I died He reached down and took
my hand And pulled me to his side.~
~He pulled me up and saved me From misery and pain. My body was hurt so badly inside I could never be the same.~

~My search is really over now. I've found happiness within. All the answers to my empty dreams And all that might have been.~

~I love you all and miss you so And I'll always be nearby. My body's gone forever, But my spirit will never die.~

~And so you all must go on now. Live one day at a time. Just understand God didn't take me from you. He only took my hand.~

From: Budded On Earth To Bloom In Heaven

~"A special life has passed from our sight..but never from our hearts.
The world has lost a warm & loving person who made a special difference every day.
Yet all those seeds of love so gently planted leaves blossoms that will never fade away,"~

~Some people come into our lives and quickly go..
and leave footprints on our hearts...
and we are never the same.~



~There's a comforting thought at the close of the day
When I'm weary and lonely and sad;
That sort of grips hold of this poor old heart
And bids it be merry and glad.
It gets in my being, and drives out the blues
And finally thrills through and through,
It's just a sweet memory, that chants this refrain,
"I'm glad I touched shoulders with you."~

~Did you know you were brave?
Did you know you were strong?
Did you know there was one leaning hard?
Did you know that I waited, and listened and prayed?
And was cheered by your simplest word.
Did you know that I longed for the smile on your face?
For the sound of your voice ringing true,
Did you know I grew stronger and better because
"I had merely touched shoulders with you".~

~I'm glad that I live, that I battle and strive,
For a place that I know I must fill;
I'm thankful for sorrows, I'll meet with a grin
What fortune may bring, good or ill;
I may not have wealth, I may not be great
But I know I will always be true,
For I have in my life, that courage you gave,
When once, "I touched shoulders with you!"~

Author believed to be:Lawrence Holtzberry,deceased

~Give thanks for the fulness of days spent togather
The friends that we pray will be with us forever
The feelings we've shared the food and good fun
With faith that God's blessings have only begun.~

~Author Unknown~


~Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took his hand when I heard him call;
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way;
I found that place at the close of day.~

~If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared a laugh, a kiss;
Ah, yes these things, I too will miss.~

~Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much;
Good friends, good times,
a loved ones touch.~

~Perhaps my time seems all to brief;
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, He set me free.~

Author Unknown


~Late one night, a young man was driving home along a dark country road. It was a Saturday night and it was raining. As he rounded a long curve, his headlights lit up a young woman standing at the side of the road. She was wearing a white dress and was all wet from the rain. He thought he knew what had happened: The girl had quarreled with her date and had chosen to walk home rather than stay with the guy. The young man skidded to a stop before the young woman could even raised her hand to thumb a ride.~

~He leaned over and opened the door for her to get in. She slid into the seat and shut the door. With a smile she said, "Would you take me home? I just live a mile down the road." That was when he noticed how pretty she was. He almost couldn't think of anything to say, she was so pretty. He said, "Sure." He took off his letter jacket and offered it to her. She leaned forward and draped it around her shoulders. It was too crowded in the front seat for her to put her arms into the sleeves. The boy dropped the car into gear, and he still hadn't thought of anything to say when they passes the church and the graveyard and came to a two story house. "This is my house," she said.~

~They stopped, and he got out and walked her to the door. They stood looking at each other for a moment and before he could think of a way to ask her for a kiss, she leaned over and kissed him. He was so surprised that she had opened the screen door, opened the front door, and gone inside the house before he could speak. He realized that she was still wearing his letter jacket and for a moment he thought about knocking on the door. But the house was dark, her parents were probably asleep, and she might get into trouble for getting in so late if he woke them. Besides, the jacket gave him the perfect excuse to come see her again.~

~Sunday morning, about time for church, he came back to the house and knocked on the door. A tired, sad-looking woman answered. He asked if he could talk to the ladies daughter. "My daughter is dead," said the woman. "She died one year ago last night in a car wreck one mile down the road or so at the long curve." "That's not possible!" said the man. "I gave her a ride home last night!" "If you don't believe me," said the woman, "go look for yourself. She's buried in the graveyard there in the third row." The young man walked into the cemetery. In the third row of headstones, he found what he was looking for.~

~A pink marble headstone was inscribed with the name Laurie, and over the rounded corners of the stone was his letter jacket.~

~Author Unknown~


~I see the countless Christmas Trees around the world below, with tiny lights, like heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow. The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away that tear, for I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.~

~I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear, but the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here. I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring, for it is beyond description, to hear the angels sing.~

~ I know how much you miss me. I see the pain inside your heart, but I am not so far away. We really aren't apart. So be happy for me dear ones. You know I hold you dear, and be glad I'm spending Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.~

~ I send you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above. I send you each a memory of, of my undying love. After all "Love" is the gift, more precious than pure gold. It was always most import in the stories Jesus told.~

~Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do, for I can't count the blessing or love he has for each of you. So, have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear. Remember, I'm spending Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.~

Author Unknown

~The Doll and a White Rose~

~I hurried into the local department store to grab some last minute Christmas gifts. I looked at all the people and grumbled to myself. I would be in here forever and I just had so much to do.Christmas was beginning to become such a drag. I kinda wished that I could just sleep through Christmas. But I hurried the best I could, through all the people to the toy department. Once again I kind of mumbled to myself at the prices of all these toys. And wondered if the grandkids would even play with them.~

~I found myself in the doll aisle. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a little boy about 5 holding a lovely doll. He kept touching her hair and he held her so gently. I could not seem to help myself. I just kept looking over at the little boy and wondered who the doll was for. I watched him turn to a woman and he called his aunt by name and said, "Are you sure I don't have enough money?" She replied a bit impatiently, "You know that you don't have enough money for it." The aunt told the little boy not to go anywhere that she had to go get some other things and would be back in a few minutes. And then she left the aisle. The boy continued to hold the doll.~

~ After a bit I ask the boy who the doll was for. He said, "It's the doll my sister wanted so badly for Christmas. She just knew that Santa would bring it." I told him that maybe Santa was going to bring it. He said "No, Santa can't go where my sister is, I have to give the doll to my Momma to take to her. I asked him where his sister was. He looked at me with the saddest eyes and said "She has gone to be with Jesus. My Daddy says that Momma is going to have to go to be with her." My heart nearly stopped beating. Then the boy looked at me again and said, "I told my Daddy to tell Momma not to go yet. I told him to tell her to wait till I got back from the store." Then he ask me if I wanted to see his picture. I told him I would love to. He pulled out some pictures he'd had taken at the front of the store. He said "I want my Momma to take this with her so she don't ever forget me. I love my Momma so very much and I wish she did not have to leave me. But Daddy says she needs to be with my sister." I saw that the little boy had lowered his head and had grown so very quiet.~

~ While he was not looking I reached into my purse and pulled out a hand full of bills. I ask the little boy, "Shall we count that money one more time?" He grew excited and said , "Yes, I just know it has to be enough" So I slipped my money in with his and we began to count it. And of course it was plenty for the doll. He softly said, "Thank you Jesus, for giving me enough money." Then the boy said "I just asked Jesus to give me enough money to buy this doll so Momma can take it with her to give to my sister. And he heard my prayer. I wanted to ask him for enough to buy my Momma a white rose, but I didn't, but he gave me enough to buy the doll and a rose for my Momma. She loves white roses so very, very much"~

~In a few minutes the aunt came back and I wheeled my cart away. I could not keep from thinking about the little boy as I finished my shopping in a totally different spirit than when I had started. And I kept remembering a story I had seen in the newspaper several days earlier about a drunk driver hitting a car and killing a little girl and the Mother was in serious condition. The family was deciding on rather to remove the life support. Now surely this little boy did not belong with that story.~

~Two days later I read in the paper where the family had disconnected the life support and the young woman had died. I could not forget the little boy and just kept wondering if the two were somehow connected. Later that day, I could not help myself. I went out and bought some white roses and took them to the funeral home where the young woman was. And there she was holding a lovely white rose, the beautiful doll, and the picture of the little boy in the store. I left there in tears, my life changed forever. The love that little boy had for his little sister and his mother was overwhelming. And in a split second a drunk driver had ripped the life of that little boy to pieces.~

Written by V.A.Bailey

~Mommy went to Heaven, but I need her here today My tummy hurts and I fell down, I need her right away. Operator can you tell me how to find her in this book? Is heaven in the yellow part, I don't know where to look.~

~I think my daddy needs her too, at night I hear him cry. I hear him call her name sometimes, but I really don't know why. Maybe if I call her, she will hurry home to me. Is Heaven very far away, is it across the sea?~

~She's been gone a long, long time she needs to come home now! I really need to reach her, but I simply don't know how. Help me find the number please, is it listed under "Heaven"? I can't read these big big words, I am only seven.~

~I'm sorry operator, I didn't mean to make you cry, Is your tummy hurting too, or is there something in your eye? If I call my church maybe they will know. Mommy said when we need help that's where we should go. I found the number to my church tacked up on the wall. Thank you operator, I'll give them a call.~

~Author Unknown~


~I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said. You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead. I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would. I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should. I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right. Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight. As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece. Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.~

~I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road, the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load. As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say, the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay. I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon. How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.~

~There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine. I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time. I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink. It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think. He was probably at the same party as I. The only difference is, he drank and I will die.~

~Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life. I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains like a knife. The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair. I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.~

~Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave. And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave. Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive. If only they had told him Mom, I would still be alive. My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared. Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there.~

~I have one last questiom, Mom, before I say good bye. I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?~

~Author Unknown~


~We've got some videos, Mom. I remembered what you said: "After work, please don't go out. Maybe bring friends home instead."~

~I went and picked Neil up, Mom. You know that he has no car. We then got two movies, Mom. (Look, I think you like this "star"!)~

~The movie is ending, Mom. You will want to "hit the sack". I'll just run Neil back home, Mom. And wake you when I get back. You don't have to worry, Mom, you know that I drive safely. Dad taught me here on the farm. How to drive responsibly.~

~I'm on my way back home, Mom. (why'd the car in front just swerve?) A CAR CAME IN THIS LANE, MOM! Please, God! This I don't deserve! ....Though I'm still in the car, Mom, I hear the policeman say, That the other guy was drunk, but I'm the one who had to pay. I'm lying here dead, Mom. Won't be seeing you anytime soon. How'd this happen to me, Mom? My dreams burst like a balloon. Through all the ups and downs, Mom, I have really loved my life.~

~I planned on having kids, Mom. And being someone's wife. There's blood all around me, Mom. And all the blood is mine. I hear the medic say, Mom, that it shouldn't be my "time". They say the one that hit me, had prior DUI's... So..he's done this before, Mom. He drinks..but I'm the one who dies.~

~Why do these people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life. Yet it's not him, it's me, Mom. (The pain's just like a knife.) Why isn't it the drunk, Mom? I just don't think it's fair That I'm lying here dead, and he can stand there, smoke, and stare.~

~If he has DUI's, Mom, and the law he has BROKE, Why is he allowed to drink? That "right" you should REVOKE. If they had made him stop, Mom, then he could safely drive. If drinking wasn't his choice, Mom, I would still be alive. They're taking me away now. I'm getting very scared. I just don't understand, Mom. How is it that he fared? I need this one last answer, Mom, before I say good bye. I didn't do anything wrong..why am I the one to die?~



~They are ready for you. They expect you. You will never know about it, so I'll fill you in on the details.~

~The beginning for you will be when you stagger happily to your car. The beginning for them will be when the police radio tells where you piled up your car. You won't hear the sirens coming. The ambulance and the police car will arrive together. They will check you over, then pronounce you dead. A few curious people will stop and gaze at your torn, bloody remains. Some of them will get sick.~

~The ambulance driver will roll out a leather covered stretcher. The attendant will stuff your hands under your belt then grab you up under your arms, and the driver will take your legs. After you are placed on the stretcher you will be covered with a sheet. They will drive you to the coroner's office, and there a deputy coroner will wheel you to a big scale. He will remove the sheet. You will be weighed and measured. He will make a note of any scars or other marks.~

~He will cover you again, and take you to a small white room to give you a bath, because they have hoses in that room and traffic victims are always bloody. They will clean you and embalm you. Next, you will be moved to a long hall with many stretchers lined up against its pale green walls. There are forty one crypts. If things are dull, you will have a stretcher and a crypt all to yourself. But later you will probably have company. In an hour or so they will come back and move you again. This time they will take away the white sheet, and cover you with a blanket.~

~You will be placed behind a huge enclosed glass window, so someone can look at you, like your wife, your husband, your mom or dad, your child, for someone must identify you. Don't worry though, you won't be able to hear their cries. Yes they are waiting for you. The police, the ambulance crews, and the coroners down at the morgue. The morticians are expecting you.~

~So remember this, as you toss down that last drink and climb behind the steering wheel of your car...The Quietest Room In Town.~

Author Unknown


~Jenny was so happy about the house they had found. For once in her life it was on the right side of town. She unpacked her things with such ease. As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze.~

~How wonderful it was to have her own room. School would be starting, she'd have friends over soon. There'd be sleep overs, and parties; she was so happy it's just the way she wanted her life to be.~

~On the first day of school, everything went great. She made new friends and even got a date! She thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to be, because I just got a date with the star of the team.~

~To be known in this school you had to have clout, and dating this guy would sure help her out. There was only one problem stopping her fate. Her parents had said she was too young to date.~

~"Well I just won't tell them the entire truth. They won't know the difference; what's there to lose?" Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night. Her parents frowned but said, "All right."~

~Excited, she got ready for the big event. But as she rushed around like she had no sense, she began to feel guilty about all the lies. But what's a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride?~

~Well the pizza was good, and the party was great, but the moonlight ride would have to wait. For Jeff was half drunk by this time. But he kissed her and said that he was just fine. Then the room filled with smoke and Jeff took a puff, Jenny couldn't believe he was smoking that stuff. Now Jeff was ready to ride to the point, but only after he'd smoked another joint.~

~They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride, not thinking that he was too drunk to drive. They finally made it to the point at last, and Jeff started trying to make a pass.~

~A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all (and by a pass, I don't mean playing football). "Perhaps my parents were right, maybe I am too young. Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb."~

~With all her might, she pushed Jeff away; "Please take me home, I don't want to stay." Jeff cranked up the engine and floored the gas. In a matter of seconds they were going too fast.~

~As Jeff drove on in a fit of wild anger, Jenny knew that her life was in danger. She begged and pleaded for him to slow down, but he just got faster as they neared the town.~

~"Just let me get home! I'll confess that I lied. I really went out for a moonlight ride." Then all of a sudden she saw a big flash. "Oh God. Please help us! We're going to crash! She doesn't remember the force of the impact. Just that everything all of a sudden went black. She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble, and heard, "Call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble!"~

~Voices she heard, a few words at best. But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck. Then wondered to herself if Jeff was all right, and if the people in the other car were alive.~

~She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad. "You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad." These voices echoed inside her head, as they gently told her that Jeff was dead.~

~They said, "Jenny, we've done all we can do. But it looks as if we'll lose you too." "But the people in the other car!?" Jenny cried. "We're sorry, Jenny, they also died."~

~Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done, I only wanted to have just one night of fun." "Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim, and wish I could return their families to them."~

~"Tell Mom and Dad I,m sorry I lied, and that it's my fault so many have died. Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them for me?" The nurse just stood there she never agreed.~

~But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes, and a few moments later Jenny died. A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best to bid that girl her one last request?"~

~She looked at the man with eyes oh so sad. "Because the people in the other car were her mom and dad." This story is sad and unpleasant but true, so young people take heed, it could have been you.~

Author Unknown


~As he walked by so slowly In shackles and in chains. Once again those memories Come flooding through again.~

~The memory of the court date For the kid who killed my son. Come rushing back into my head The pictures one..... by one.~

~When they removed the shackles And then removed the chains. The look upon this young lad's face Showed his life will never be the same.~

~Then as he turned so slowly And gazed into my face, It then became so obvious He would have taken Geno's place.~

~But as the years have now gone past And his Jail time is through, I'll walk this Courthouse corridor And stand along side of you.~

~With heavy heart I'll once again Relive that awful day, And then try to reassure you That your pain will go away.~

~But I would then be lying And not have helped you with your grief, And I would not have served you As you search your Heart for Peace.~

~And hearing words like, "He went fast Or never had to suffer" Are not the words of comfort, To a Father or a Mother.~

~Nor hearing words like "Sorry" Or it is Our Lord's will, Can never change this heartbreak For it's not a magic pill.~

~So when someone tries to console you With words like remorse, or love and hate, Just gently smile and remind them They are Just One Child Too Late!~

Author Unknown


~I thought of you and closed my eyes And prayed to God today. I asked what makes a Mother And I know I heard him say. A Mother has a baby This we know is true. But God can you be a Mother When your baby's not with you? Yes, you can He replied With confidence in His voice I give many women babies When they leave is not their choice. Some I send for a lifetime And others for a day. And some I send to feel your womb But there's no need to stay I just don't understand this, God I want my baby here He took a breath and cleared His throat And then I saw a tear. I wish I could show you What your child is doing today. If you could see your child smile With other children and say "We go to earth to learn our lessons Of love and life and fear. My Mommy loved me oh so much I got to come straight here. I feel so lucky to have a Mom Who had so much love for me I learned my lesson very quickly My mommy set me free. I miss my Mommy oh so much But I visit her each day. When she goes to sleep On her pillow's where I lay. I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek And whisper in her ear. "Mommy don't be sad today I'm your baby and I'm here." So you see my dear sweet one Your children are ok Your babies are here in My home And this is where they'll stay. They'll wait for you with Me Until your lesson is through. And on the day that you come home They'll be at the gates for you. So now you see what makes a Mother It's the feeling in your heart. It's the love you had so much of Right from the very start. Through some on earth may not realize you are a Mother, Until their time is done. They'll be up here with Me one day And you know you're the best one!


~It broke our hearts to lose you, But you did not go alone. A part of us went with you, The day God took you home.~

~A million times we'll miss you, A million times we'll cry.. If love could have saved you, You never would have died.~

~Now to your grave we travel The flowers are placed with care. No one knows the heart ache, As we turn and leave you there.~

~If tears could build a stairway, And heartaches make a lane, We'd walk the path to Heaven, And bring you back again.~

Author Unknown


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The Crash



~Everything was fine, life couldn't be better on May 11th, 1984 at 6:15 P.M. My wife and I were just about home in our Ford Pinto. it was raining hard. Ahead rounding the curve came a large Plymouth Station Wagon hydroplaning on top of the rain water, sideways in our lane of traffic, HEAD ON at 70+MPH in a 25MPH zone and I was slowed to about 10MPH and breaking to make my turn into the driveway.~

~My God we are too young to die! It was like slow motion. How many times has this happened to me while on patrol when I had to drive up on the sidewalk or the shoulder of the road to get out of the way of a drunk driver? This time it was not going to work, he was comming too fast!~

~I yelled to my wife, "hang on" and drove off the road into the ditch, SIX FEET off the blacktop and came to a complete stop 222 feet from our driveway when we were struck on the driver's front and down the side of our car, taking the gas filler tube and gascap off the gas tank and making my side of the car one piece of torn, twisted metal. We had our seatbelts on but I recall being thrown around in the seatbelt.~

~I could not understand why my left ear felt on fire, my head hurt and I had a terrible headache (it had slammed against the door window) but I could not feel anything from my jaw to my feet!!! My wife was gone, she had run to the house on her injured knee to call for the police and amblance. My 12 year old step-son tried to get his .22 cal. rifle from the gunrack in my bedroom where it and the bullets were kept LOCKED separately. He had heard the crash and came down to look. (KEEP THOSE GUNS LOCKED UP).~
~My wife had said, "the driver is not going to stop, the large car was going from sholder to sholder down the street she said. After four blocks of this it turned around and came back. My fingers and toes started to tingle, it worked it's way up to my jaw, the PAIN, my God the PAIN, how could anything hurt this much? Let me die! Stop the PAIN! it was unbearable in my low back, neck and left elbow (where it hit the armrest)~

~The driver, who we knew, tried to open what had once been my door, yelling, "don't call the police or amblance, I will take him to the hospital". He was staggering, falling drunk, slobbering, slurred voice, bloodshot watering eyes, and a breath that could make you drunk, all typical signs. I called out to him, "don't touch me", he said "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry I'm going to be late to be installed CHAPLAIN at "The Eagles Club". He also said, "I tried to stop but my car was out in control, I thought I was going to rollover."~

~This once had been a fine young man UNTIL he started drinking, I would find him jobs but he would not apply, he had no income BUT his girlfriend was the barmaid and her mother the manager of "The Club", he was drunk seven days/nights a week.~

~I could hear the sirens coming through the ringing in my ears, the driver went through the passengers door into my backseat TO PULL ME OUT of my car, the police took him out and handcuffed him. As he had NO INSURANCE and he was determined to take me to the hospital and could have paralyzed me in the process. I latter learned he blew a .27 on the breathalyzer a .10 is legally drunk in Washington State (.08 in July of 1998).He was on his way to his ONE day in jail, I would soon be on my way to the hospital, BUT not for one day, a career ruined and a life of PAIN all because this drunk driver thought he was "the best driver in the world" as they all do. I was MADD...~

~The ambulance arrived and they were preparing to stabilize and remove me from the car. NOW picture this: a 6'1", 195 pound man in PAIN, in a little PINTO with only the passengers door to go thru, over the stickshift console, after being placed on a backboard and removed! I begged for a shot for the pain, but it can not be given because of the shock and the NEED for the PAIN so the doctors can tell what is wrong when they examine you.~

~Well I ended up over the years having spinal fusions (13),ALL of my neck and three in my low back and the nerves & ligiments put back togather in my left elbow, I have two more swolen disks in my low back pushing on the nerve roots "that are not ready for surgery" my insurance company says, but they don't feel the PAIN day and night. I told the surgeon he should have put in zippers inplace of stiches!. He is about to retire BUT my insurance company put his daughter through medical school in Europe so she will be doing the next one, funny but I can't laugh.~

~The drunk driver? He got his RIGHT to a FREE lawyer, the local newspaper was running a series on "The Young Drunk Driver", the lawyer came into court with the artical highlighted in red and you would swear they were writing about this man, he said he could not get a impartial jury, they plea bargined down to Reckless Endangerment (not a traffic violation) and he's NOT a drunk driver.~

~Twelve days after he hit me he was arrested for drunk driving (.23) going 57/35 MPH zone, rounding a blind curve on the hiway in the oncoming lane, still NO INSURANCE and guess what? same free lawyer, same plea bargin!~

~Three months later, same free lawyer, same plea bargin.. WE ARE TOUGH ON DRUNK DRIVER'S ???? DON'T THE VICTIM'S HAVE RIGHTS TOO ????~
~Oh and by the way, in my photo that's not fat, that's a BACKBRACE. That was one day a angel was with me, thank God.~

~On Feb. 25th. 1999, I had my THIRD spinal fusion operation on my neck(my whole neck is fused now), the pain had been too much and my left arm and hand just about useless from another ruptured disk pushing on nerves, if you have had one or had the operation you know what I am going through and the pain and immobilization I have had for five months with the brace on while the vertibras fuse together. DAMM the drunk drivers! Now if they could only stop the never ending pain in my low back from the two bulged disks pushing on the nerve roots.~

~On March 19th. 2001 I had a cirvical disk lamindectomy and bone spurs removed that were pushing on the nerves to my arms and hands causing extream pain and them being numb and tingling all the time, the Nuro Surgeon entered through both sides of the rear of my neck. More pain, when will it ever stop, the pain and surgeries? it is so depressing I must not give up or loose my faith...~
~On December 2nd. 2002 I had two lumbar lamendectomies in my low back as the nerves to my right hip, groin,thigh and femer were in so much pain as well as my low back from bone and scar tissue from other fusion surgeries were squeezing off the nerves and I could hardly walk. More pain and suffering. And I still cannot stand for a minute or two or walk very far. The doctor said I will need another lumbar fusion in the future and all from a drunk driver.~
~Prayers poured in from around the world from friends and cyber-friends. This was my rough and painful time again. The Lord has truly blessed me with you, my good friends,our prayers have been answered once more and His Light has shown through for me to continue my causes in these pages. PLEASE take the time to read them and send your friends over, for through us injuries can be prevented and lives saved. Be sure to see my MADD Page~

~The pain in my low back, both hips, femers and legs has gotten worse in 2002-03 my legs go numb I can hardly walk or stand, my legs go numb and my knees give way. I also now have Restless Leg Syndrome where my legs jerk, always moving beyond my control, terible pain and the feeling of worms crawling inside both legs, test and more test are done and my doctor said surgery will not work, I'm sent to a Neurologist who does test that reveal the nerves are dying in my low backand my legs go numb and I cannot walk far, he sends me to a Rheumatologist that does test that show I do not have rheumatisum but I have ex-rays, CAT Scans, and fullbody bone scans and am sent to the Pain Management Clinic for test and am given percriptions for very strong pain medication to make me comfortable day and night, some work for awhile and then I am given stronger ones but they make me so dopey I sleep all the time and can not funtion. I wait for an appointment with another Orthopedic who goes over my records, looks at the ex-rays and examines me and puts me in the hospital where a mylogram with dye and CAT Scan are done. MORE BAD NEWS...results show a mass of scar tissue from prior surgeries pushing on and around the nerves to my low back, hip, groin and legs. Nothing can be done for me as IF surgery could be done the scar tissue would only grow back BUT the surgeon could/would cut a nerve or spinal cord that could not be seen in the scar tissue and I would be paralized or could die.~

~In 2004 The Pain Clinic puts me on another medication that keeps me awake and I can think and funtion again and I am precribed a electric wheelchair so I can get around and not fall and injure myself. Is this the end of it.? In 2005 the pain was breaking through before it was time to take another pill for cronic pain and I am given another pain pill to take at those times, I am beginning to awake from the pain at night as well as doubling the dose of meds for Restless Leg Syndrome.~

~I start using a cane to take pressure off my leg, then a walker I and sit down on when I can walk no more. The Pain Doctor begins giving me injections in my lowback spine they only work for about 2-3 hours and the pain meds are not helping much anymore I soon will have to start using my electric wheelchair but I want to walk and stand!~

~In July 2006, my dipping legs gave way in the Ortopedic's office and I fell from my walker and I had to have surgery for torn cartledge and ligiments in my right knee.~

~About October 2006, the "lighting" starting hitting me in my lumbar spine, the pain is unbarable even through the strong pain and I can not strighten up from the waist without my wife's help, Will it ever end? It is so very depressing. The LORD is surely testing me and I WILL go on.~


~Sometimes when shadows linger And darkness veils the night, When pain obscures my vision And things aren't going right.~

~When the world around me crumbles And a friend cannot be found, When tomorrow holds no promise And life has got me down.~

~When I am at my lowest And I can bear no more, I cry to God in anguish He greets me at the door.~

~He gently whispers to me My soul has found release, My troubles start to perish My worries seem to cease.~

~The hardships I have known Seem to vanish with the wind, When I seek His loving Spirit And I humbly ask Him in.~

~All the turmoil that surrounds me Seems to fade like shifting sand, When I linger in His presence And He gently takes my hand.~

~Author Unknown~


~So many thoughts to be thought of, So many words to be said, So many songs to be written, All going 'round in my head.~

~So many feelings to deal with, Feelings I don't understand; Yet in the midst of confusion You never let go of my hand.~

~Time after time I have failed You; It seems I forget that You're there; I try to accomplish things my way, But end up with trouble to spare.~

~You promised You'd never forsake me; Lord, by Your Word I will stand; Though I forget what You've promised, You never let go of my hand.~

~Sometimes my trials and burdens Block out Your face like a mask, Yet You are patiently waiting To help me if I'd only ask.~

~Trying to figure it all out, I forget that all this was planned; Lord Jesus, please help me remember You never let go of my hand.~

~Author Wendy Greiner Lefko 1983 This writing may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact, for non-profit ministering purposes.~


~I prayed to the Lord
For my troubles to cease,
But instead of departing
They seemed to increase.~

~Each day found new problems
I'd not faced before,
And so my depression
Just grew more and more.~

~I begged and I pleaded
"Lord, please let me die,
If You can't ease my pain
At least tell me why."~

~The Lord said, "My dear child
I love you so much,
And I could have erased
All those tears with one touch.~

~But I wanted to teach you
To cling to My hand,
And trust Me for things
You cannot understand.~

~I wanted to show you
That when things go wrong,
My strength in your weakness
Will make you grow strong.~

~You've suffered because
You were chosen to be,
A light for the lost
And a witness for Me.~

~As you travel the pathway
I've laid out for you,
You will meet many hearts
That are suffering too.~

~And because you have been there
And know what they feel,
You can show them My love
And can help them to heal."~

~'Twas then that I wept
As I fell on my knees,
And I gave thanks to God
For not granting my pleas.~

~For had I not suffered
And felt such despair,
How could I have known
The extent of His care?~

~Oh, Lord, make me worthy
To share Your great love,
And help hurting souls
Reach Your Heaven above.~

~Author: Betty Jo Mings 2005~

~ Scripture ~

~Jesus Said," Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." Matthew 11:28-30~


~Life is a miracle don't let it slip away, Open your heart to others give of yourself each day.~
~See the beauty in everyone regardless of where they've been, Some have a difficult journey and really need a friend.~
~Share your gifts and talents listen with your heart. Do the things you dream about but don't have time to start.~
~Pick a bouquet of flowers show someone that you care, Be gracious and forgiving life is never fair.~
~Hold on to your courage you may need it down the road, We all have a cross to bear it could be a heavy load.~
~If you practice all these things no matter where you roam, You may find both sun and rain but you'll never feel alone.~

~Author Unknown~


~To Guard You Night And Day I Prayed That They Would Hover Near And Keep All Harm Away So If You Hear The Swish Of Wings Or Feel A Gentle Touch You'll Know GOD Heard My Prayer Today And Loves You Very Much~
~Author Unknown~

~The above picture, of a car accident, is one of several that were taken by a professional police photographer. After developing the pictures of this accident scene, the officer found what looked to be some type of a "figure" in one particular picture. Thinking it was a problem with his camera or its film, he preformed tests on both. They checked out PERFECTLY! Take a look .....Oh, I forgot to mention .....the folks in this car .....WALKED AWAY WITHOUT SO MUCH AS A SINGLE SCRATCH. THEY WERE NOT EVEN SHAKEN UP! DO YOU BELIEVE IN ANGELS~ ? ? ? ?

Peter alerted us 1 PETER 4:12, he said-- "Dear friends, do not be surprised at the painful trial you are suffering, as though something strange were happening to you."
Peter assures us again in 1 PETER 5:10-- "And the God of all grace, Who called you to His eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will Himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast."


~The Lord came to me like a dream one day and asked, "why do you sorrow?" I answered, "Lord my life is so full of pain, I can't face one more tomorrow."~

~The Lord sat down beside me, and gently took my hand. He said, "Let me explain to you and then you'll understand.~

~Each sorrow is a stepping stone you must surmount each day, And every stepping stone you climb is a sorrow that's passed away.~

~The road of life is a mountainside, with crevices in which to be caught, But as you struggle on your way, I the Rock, will lend support.~

~Every stepping stone you climb, makes spirit and heart grow strong. Exercising character and faith, this road seems painful and long.~

~The way is paved with stepping stones, to uplift your heart and soul, Though difficult they aid your way, to a City paved with gold.~

~I know that you are tired, for I too have walked this way, My sorrows did they multiply, but I cleared many stones away.~

~I left my rock to lift you up, I left behind my story. To give you strength to make your climb, to that special place in glory.~

~And never fear, the Rock is here, You'll never climb this mountain alone Surmount life's sorrows, continue on For they are but stepping stones.~

Author Unknown~


~I Know I must run this race real slow...... Because I have so far to go.~

~There are times when my journey has me down, But I stop and think about my heavenly crown.~

~Sometimes I walk in the Valley I have to keep going through all my pain. Cause in the end I have so much to gain.... Sometimes I walk in the Valley,~

~Father God, I know I will endure and make it through, because I can always reach out and depend on you. Sometimes I walk in the Valley.~

~I know everyday is not going to be easy for me, but in Jesus name, am claiming the Victory! Because Sometimes I MUST WALK in the Valley>~

~Author Unknown~


By Tim Glass Copyright Glass 1999

I would like to dedicate this to Cathy the woman that open the door for me that closed on my writing after I was hit by a drunk driver. The Doctor's and Therapists who never gave up on me and believed in me. Thank You

I had often seen them, they line our roadsides from the east coast to the west. Symbolic crosses left behind to mark the loss of a loved one, the pain and the suffering. Still it is that invisible cross that is left out of this roadside portrait. What cross you may ask? Why it is the millions of people that have lost their lives and are amongst the living. Can't be you say, think again. Just because someone is able to survive a wreck from a drunk driver does not mean he did not lose the life he or she once knew before the wreck. Tell that to the man who can no longer read, the woman who can not even walk, the student who can no longer write his own name, the child that will never be able to play or the silent man who sits alone and can not speak. For every cross that lines our roadside there are five more invisible crosses beside it. We are there, our lives as we once knew them stopped the day you hoisted that bottle up to your lips then took control of your car without regard of anyone but yourself.

Sat. Feb. 13, 1999 10:13 A.M.

Hi Lloyd,

How are you today? Good I hope.. I read your home page and you are right a person better have some kleenex handy.

I am so sorry that you too were a victim of a drunk driver.. I hate drunks and drinking with a passion. I always have...and so does my husband. Even on special occasions in my house I serve coffee,tea or milk, that's it!!! So we don't get too much company around here except for family and friends that don't drink...

How does a person start all over again?? I would do anything if somehow we could stop this insanity---So many innocent people have lost thier lives to this stupidity. Your whole life changed in a few seconds!

Never mind living with pain and anger... It makes me mad when I get on this subject! I better not even get started.. My heart does goes out to you and the others that have gone through this awful ordeal.

The awards that you give out are great! I couldn't believe how many awards your site has won... that's wonderful! And it is for a good cause..I liked what your doing with your time against drunk drivers..I have a lot of respect for your Page and you.

Keep it up...your influence is being felt, I am sure... Very nice meeting you, it's been an honor. Love to everyone


Saterday 03-21-99 West Virginia

~Your website really touched my heart. My family and I were hit head-on by a drunk driver. It was on Friday the 13th of March--1998.~

~Even though it has been 1 year since the wreck, we are still picking up the pieces. There was my 12 yr old son who recieved 10 stitches in his eyelid, my 3 yr old son is forever scarred by the memory of a car crashing into the window beside him. Although the glass shattered on him, he was protected by an angel and was not hurt. I had my 9 month baby with me who was not injured. My husband has a back injury. I have a neck injury. My father-in-law has a shoulder injury and my mother-in-law almost lost her life. She was in CCU for 2 weeks before she was put into a regular room.~

~We were lucky. I wish there were stiffer penalties for drunk drivers. These drunk drivers fled the scene. They didn't even care if they injured or killed someone. The police know who did it. But to this day, the drunk driver has not served 1 day injail.~

Sincerely, Anna Wilson

Sat. May 8,l999 Kentucky

"Sometimes we don't realize what is going on because we aren't looking at ourselves as others see us! I have known from the first time I read a page of yours that you were truly a modern day apostle! God Bless You."

May 15, 1999
Hello Lloyd,

You are truly a walking testimony for the grace of God. I am sorry you have had to endure so much pain in your life. Just think what this means! You my dear new friend have much to accomplish and give to this world or you would have gone home to our Father a long long time ago. I know that in living with constant pain and the weight this world can bring it can make life here seem unbearable at times but when those times are in front of you remember that you are here on a SPECIAL MISSION for God and you are spreading so much to others in His name that when your mission is over you will wonder at all you were able to accomplish. I cannot help but wonder if having your Near Death Experience at an early age if you have not had contact with Your Angel. I've no doubt your Angel is on duty Helping your soul to grow and do our Father's work. I do love to hear from people all around the world, but I must tell you that when someone who is male signs my guest book it always surprised me at the sweet and dear things they say. Why, well I guess that there just isn't enough males out there willing to pour out their feelings and let someone they don't know, know that they care. You are truly a Blessing and a Loving Soul. Keep looking inward dear friend, because that is where you will find any and all answers that you may seek.~

Bless You, Tammy




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