Job Leon

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          At the Well this week I met a man whom I’ve seen around from time to time. Very gentle older man that seems focused on doing volunteer work for His heavenly Father. On occasions we have had some talk about past work experiences and the importance of family. This last time that we crossed paths, he said that he wanted to share something with me. I was taken back by his excitement and waited for him to retreat his surprise. I was wondering what could be so important to him that even as he was rushing by, he took a minute to remember me.  To my surprise, he hands me a laminated typed out post card. As I thanked him and began walking away I read these profound words which really spoke volumes to me. This post cards helped me to understand my parents and it showed me my new behavior a bit more clearly. After I sat down and read it for a second time, I thanked the Lord for this card and the person who handed it to me. For you see, this was the older man's way of prayin

This story is dedicated to those people who will not believe that there is a God. The Bible is a unique book filled with historical facts, prophetic revelations that were written way before the events took place. The Bible is also a true story. Dear Unbeliever;    Go ahead and continue to make excuses as to why there is no God, but I would like to challenge you to search the facts from the Bible then compare them to what Science is just beginning to learn about events foretold long before they would take place in our world. Let’s read Psalm 78 and it can explain how this event was foretold long before it would happen: O my people, listen to my teaching, Open your ears to what I am saying, For I will speak to you in a parable. I will teach you hidden lessons from our past Stories we have heard and know. Stories our ancestors handed down to us. We will not hide these truths from our children But will tell the next generation about the glorious deeds of the LORD. W

Today I met a young man At the Well. He had his two young children with him and a very heavy heart. I have seen this young man before. His wife would daily come here with the children. I wondered what had this young, strong man in such a state of brokenness. I did not know how to approach him, so I quietly began to pray for him. This is the only thing I know and believe that can help, so I continued to pray. At The Well   you cross many paths and see many different faces. Some enjoy coming to   The Well   while others look tired. Some are always in a hurry while others are cheerful and have a calming aura. Yet some seem angry and unhappy, and you can see that they are hurting inside. But today, this young man is different. He tends to the children and is helping others. His eyes are so sad. You can sense that his strength has been taken and there is no joy in his voice. His mind is distracted and his face looks worried and hurt. I smile at him and he smiles

Dear Abigail I miss you. I wish I had you in my arms. I wish I could be watching you grow. I wish I would have never have had to say goodbye. I wish losing you would have never happened. I wish I could explain the pain that seems to come out of nowhere to haunt me. I wish this could just be a nightmare that I could wake up from. O how I wish I would have cherished the moments more that I had with you while you were growing inside me. How you would dance inside my womb when I sang or heard music. There are moments when I want to pretend like I never lost you and then there are those times when I want everyone I meet to hear your story. There are moments when people ask if I’m a mommy and wonder after I say that I am of a little boy (your brother) and I hesitate and wonder if I should mention you too. I wonder if they could handle the fact that you’re no longer here and then I get to watch that smile on their face turned into a frown. Or should I pretend you never existed and l

Leaving the hospital emptied handed with no baby. This is not what you were expecting. This isn’t how it works. Where is my baby that is supposed to be leaving with me? Why must I leave emptied handed? We left the hospital at midnight. I didn’t want to be there anymore and the doctor agreed that it was best to get me out of there. I had a 4 year old to get home to. What was supposed to be an exciting ride home became a painful, empty and slightly quiet ride. We couldn’t wait to get to our precious little guy but we also knew going home would be a whole other obstacle that we would need to get through. How would we explain this to our 4 year old…would he understand? The little sister he excitedly waited for to help and play with wasn’t coming home. We were no longer going to be learning how to live with a baby schedule, instead we would be figuring out her funeral services and learning to live without her. The moment we arrived home we cuddled with our little boy squeezing hi

. By Michelle Mora Awakened by my alarm it was a Friday morning and I was extremely exhausted from working a long night shift. I work in a restaurant as a Server so you could imagine just how tired I was. My 4 year old had a field trip to go "Whale Watching" but he had a terrible cough all night.  I called his school to let them know that we were not attending. I am glad we didn’t go because unknowingly we had a long day ahead of us. I had been worried for the past day and a half because my daughter wasn’t moving around. She wasn’t doing her normal jumping jacks, cartwheels, dance moves or karate chops like she normally did in my womb. Unlike my son she was definitely an active one. I knew she was going to be a handful and definitely going to be a fun and annoying little sister for him. He was so excited to finally be a big brother. I was 32 1/2 weeks along in my pregnancy and the day of her arrival was coming up very soon. My first baby shower would be in one more w