Hello World…Spiritual Depth Precepts….#10

She was waiting in the yard with her bag of clothes. As she climbed in the car she smiled and said, “I love you, Mama.”  I smiled and said, “I love you, Baby Girl.”  Nothing else was said on the way home but when we got home, WOW, was she excited. She hugged her dog until he was barking to be let go, she hugged and kissed her Daddy until he told her he thought she needed to go ‘clean up her room’…they both laughed and laughed and she hugged him again. She went  up stairs to her bedroom and squealed. As I walked in, she turned and looked me square in the eye and said, ‘ You haven’t changed anything. It is just like I was never gone.”I told her nothing had changed – just because she went for a visit and stayed extra long, nothing had changed. Mama loved her and Daddy loved her and dog was really glad she was home again. And I prayed.

I asked her if she wanted to talk and she said, “no, it was just not a good thing to stay  any longer.” She had gone a happy child and come home a sad little adult. No matter what I said, she would not talk about her ‘gone for a visit’  time away. For several weeks – she was ok. But she had changed. And I prayed.  She was now asking to date and when I told her she was only 15 and she could wait a little while longer or do a double date with his mom or me taking them and picking them up, she balked. She now thought she was plenty old enough to make her own decisions. and I prayed.  Gently I told her as long as she lived under her Daddy’s roof, she would obey the rules of the house. At the beginning, I was a little more lenient than I had been in the past, she was growing up and needed more decision-making on her own with guidance if necessary. But what began happening was not good.  One day, out of the blue, she told me that her younger brother was drinking out of the liquor cabinet in the house where her Mother lived. I asked her,  ‘was that the reason she came home’ and she just stared at me and turn around and walked back to her bedroom…. and I prayed….She would not talk about it again that day. Several weeks later, she told a friend of hers, that her Mother drank and so did her little brother who was 2 years younger than her and that she had tasted it – but it tasted yukie so she didn’t do it but once.  I prayed.

I didn’t let her know that I had over heard the conversation, because I thought: ‘well, she didn’t like it and she won’t do it again. We don’t drink and she is too young to buy it.”  At 15, who was going to buy her drinks?  At 16, I found out she had been pregnant and her MOTHER took her to get an abortion. I had no idea that she was even sexually active. At 17, she quit school, because she was pregnant again and going to marry the boy who got her that way whether we approved or not. In our house, she was the best child you could ask for, outside the door, she was another person entirely that we didn’t and couldn’t know but loved unconditionally.  I told her I would sign the papers for the two of them to get married, and I prayed.  After her baby was born, she began to drink. She stopped. She was pregnant again. When the second baby was born, she began to drink again and she kept drinking. They moved from apartment to apartment, from house to house. She and her husband were drinking most of the time and the kids were farmed out to his mother, my mother or me. We prayed,  The drinking was off and on and off and on. When she was sober, she was the best person you could ever think of. When she was drunk, she was the worst person you could think of. We put her in rehab time after time and she would stay sober until ‘he’ came around and back to drunk she would go. She told me he was the worse person drunk and she could not take it unless she was drinking with him. I told her over and over: “LEAVE HIM” take the kids and go away from him. They had a love/hate relationship that was linked by alcohol addiction that the two of them could not break within themselves. We prayed.

One day on the way home from church, the Spirit of the Lord spoke to me and I heard: “Today I want you to go to your daughter  and her brother will be with her. I want you to tell them something from  I AM.” I spoke out loud to the Spirit and said, “Lord, I don’t know where they are or how to find them so how can I go and tell them anything?”  In my spirit, I heard, “I will show you where they are…you must go and I AM going to give you the Word at that time to say to them.”  I told my husband what the Lord said to  me and his response was, “You can go by yourself and do it, because I don’t want to be involved in a fight with them if they are drunk.” As soon as we got home, I changed clothes and got in the car.

I told the Lord, “I give you all of me to obey all of Your Word. I don’t know where they are but you do. Lead me and I will obey.”  I headed  the car out of the driveway and as I did, I heard, ‘turn right and go straight to the red light and turn right and go through the next two  red lights to the next light and turn right. Go to the next road on your left and turn left, go to the driveway where you will see her car parked and stop.”  I followed the directions as given and there sat her car in the driveway of a house  on a street I had never been on before. As I got out of the car, the Spirit of the Lord came over me and as I knocked  on the door – all fear left me and I could hear exactly what I was to say as the door opened and a man who looked 7 feet tall stood there, black dirty beard and smelled of alcohol, opened the door to me. When he asked what I wanted, I asked if they were there and he replied “yes come in”. The Spirit of the Lord was now in full control of the next events happening for the next forty-five minutes.

to be Continued….


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