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I make my living from the powered lift chair/recliner that helps me get up when its necessary. Secondly, my doctor's medical team comes to my apartment instead of me going to their office. Life is funny sometimes and plays jokes on us when its least expected. There are many things that give me the strength to make it through those difficult days, when I feel sad that this ratrace called life must continue for awhile longer.
Being a Christian above all gives me the 'want to', to make every day count, and not be wasted. Even with the long list of health issues on my plate, the Word of God says that I won't have more put on me than I'm able to handle with His help. Progress on the story that I've entitled, "Pickin Up the Pieces" is slow, but that has kept me going with a sense of determination to finish what has been started.
When I was coming up to the end of the high school experience, the guidance counselor told me that I shouldn't go to college because I hadn't been a serious student up to then. A "proper ground-work hadn't been laid for success at the college level. It might have been their lack of confidence, but whatever it was, I started at MSU during that summer. I had an on again off again college career that lasted longer than a lot of marriages... as tragic as that is. Thirteen years later, I was almost finished with a Master of Divinity degree with a concentration in Singles Ministry and Student Work at Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary. I had been notified already that I had been accepted to the ThD program upon completion of the program at SWBTS, at New Orleans Seminary. Those plans didn't come through as expected, because I spoke out against the fighting that was going on at the time within the leadership of the Southernm Baptist Convention. The fighting had progressed to the point of filling the front pages of the metroplex papers and much of the local news broadcasts. All over the liberal, moderate, and conservative positions of Scriptual interpretation and their leadership practices. Somehow, the local news team that came to the campus to speak to students about their perception of the conflict found me in the student center waiting for a mid-term test, and stuck a microphone in my face and asked me for a comment. I might ought to have said the safe response of 'no comment', but I felt that I should take a stand and speak a word of truth as I was convicted to and accept whatever the result.
I held up my Bible and said that my Bible said that we were to love one another, and lift one another up, instead of tearing others down. I said that as the largest theological school in the world, people were looking at us a picture of what Christianity was all about and their picture was not anything close to what Scripture instructed. I guess what sealed my fate was when I said that none of those involved in trying to destroy others and their careers, and even threatening the life and safety of families were in any way being led of God, and their actions proved it. The next day, I was told that I would not be completing my degree as expected, that I was no longer considered a student of SWBTS.
