My son told me a couple days before he
was murdered, that I was the strongest woman he knew. I denied this. He said I would have to be a little stronger
though. This is where I think he might have known what was coming for him and his wife and this whole family.
Some say people know when they are going to die. I can't think someone would know they are going to be murdered, but
heck, he knew more than me. God must have let him know or else he wouldn't have moved back home with me for almost 5 months
prior to his murder. I had prayed for him to return to the family healed of whatever was halting him from doing so.
Then I left out the healing part in a prayer request at a church I was attending at the time. In 3 days he came home.
I know prayers are answered in Gods time not mine. Doesn't mean I like any of this. I hate the thought that my
son is not physically here anymore. I begged God to bring him home for over two years. Only when I gave up my
restrictions did God bring him home.
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