Boxing God ..It's ok He doesn't mind a round or two.

After the post on Rita, that came just a bit easier to blog .Cancer stage 4 is never a good report..it's always a matter of time and please don't get me wrong and think I'm less hurt of her passing than Jules..

There's just difference I can not explain.. My Jules was just that my personal person... My BFF... I loved Jules because of her love for Our Lord.

During the few days I had spent with her while in the hospital and the days & nights at the rehab center ..I saw the anointing of the Lord upon her , she was still doing our Father's will even in her last days on earth ..I remember a respiratory tech named Dan.. some how she got him in a conversation and within minutes we held hands and prayed him into the kingdom ... this was nothing out of the ordinary with Jules .. over so many

years this was a norm for her ..often she would tell me of how she met someone that day and how God had reveled the hurt in that person..or the repairman for the washer got saved by praying with her ..so many souls were lead by this servant to the kingdom of heaven.. one thing that was the hardest thing for me to admit during her last hours here.

Was that I could sense myself trying to pry God's fingers off of her ..has if I was a child saying " you can't have her ..she's mine " not in a bratty sense , but in a begging sense.

Never the less Father let your will be done and I gave up fighting with our maker... and she took her first breath in heaven on July 27th @ 3:15 am.

Pain still lingers just fading very very .... slowly.