What a blessing it was to attend the women’s conference meeting at Community Worship Center yesterday. About 400 women gathered to enjoy a full day of fun, worship, fellowship, and delicious food. The meeting was perfectly organized, and I was so proud to be a part of such a wonderful event in my own city. The speaker, Sharon Sands, was both humorous and spiritual. She created an atmosphere of wide spread praise throughout the large crowd. I have to give praise also to the many workers who made this special event possible. The tables were beautifully, diversely, decorated in awesome arrangements. The table I sat at was adorned with amazing patriotically servers. The flatware was shiny, silver, plastic that I thought was real silver until I picked up a spoon. All eight ladies eating at that table were made to feel more thankful to God for this great country which we are fighting hard for at this time. Our hostess was especially kind and interested in each one of us enjoying ourselves. I did not stay for the second session because I had become too tired after the first five hours. The rest of the meeting was mostly singing a few songs and drawing for door prizes. It would have been interesting but my body was not up to it. I am thankful that I was privileged to attend such an inspiring meeting, and I am thankful for the beautiful church facilities shared by Community Worship Center.
I am strengthened today by going to this meeting while I wait for word that one of my great grandsons has passed on. He has been put in hospice and is expected to succumb from the terrible accident he was involved in six years ago. He was left paralyzed from his neck down every since he was hit by a car while he was riding a scooter. His brain was not injured, but he had to wear a neck brace so he couldn’t turn his head. This child is 20 now and has been a trooper all these years. The fact that he has known all these years that he didn’t have long to live has made it harder for him to deal with. I could write a book about this boy that would bring tears to anyone’s eyes who read it, but I will never do it. I was present when he was taken from his mothers tummy by C-section. He had a serious breathing problem, and the doctors was not sure he would live. While they were making arrangements to transfer him to a more modern hospital, his mother and I held hands and asked God to heal him. The answer came immediately, and the baby went home the next day. The baby grew with family problems which was very difficult for him, but he managed to live for 14 years before being in this awful accident. I have to believe that God has a special reward for him. I love him so much, but have only been able to pray for him all these years. Many miles have separated us, and I have only got to see him a few times since the accident. I will get over his loss, but not without much pain from my heart. I don’t see how the pain could be much worse than what it has been all this child’s life.
God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp
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