The MaHarreys will be in Tallapoosa, Georgia October 9, 2011 at Salem Baptist Church at 10:30 am.
Pastor Jon Ellis. The church address is 344 Salem Church Rd. Tallapoosa,GA. 30176 Phone Numer is (770)574-2801.
Hope to see you there!
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
My Last Dollar
Living on a tight budget just trying to make ends meet,
I walked out of the grocery store with a little food for us to eat.
Loaded my car thinking about how hard things were,
Then I noticed a woman and child sitting on the street curb.
The five dollars I had in my pocket was all we had left,
There wasn't any extra for us let alone anyone else!
I entered my car to head home and drove away,
Wondering how we're going to get by. Oh what a day!
The image of the woman and child just wouldn't leave my mind,
Knowing they had to be hungry and wishing someone would be kind.
I thought about that five dollars all wadded up in my pocket,
How that could help them to get at least a loaf of bread from the market.
Driving through the last block, stopping at the traffic light,
It won't be long now and they'll be left hungry and cold in the night.
Their memory of them and that last five just kept haunting me,
With everything inside, I knew I had to go to them while outside I could see.
I sped through the traffic to get to them with my last dollar,
Then pulled up to find a mother with a son not even strong enough to holler.
I ran to the store with that five dollars and bought what I could,
For that mother and child I'd give everything I had, I would!
Returning to their location with some food in hand,
I walked over to the mother and sat the bag on the sand.
Yes, it was my last dollar, but, I don't have any regrets,
God always supplies what we need, and calms our frets.
By Tori Smith September 28,2011
I walked out of the grocery store with a little food for us to eat.
Loaded my car thinking about how hard things were,
Then I noticed a woman and child sitting on the street curb.
The five dollars I had in my pocket was all we had left,
There wasn't any extra for us let alone anyone else!
I entered my car to head home and drove away,
Wondering how we're going to get by. Oh what a day!
The image of the woman and child just wouldn't leave my mind,
Knowing they had to be hungry and wishing someone would be kind.
I thought about that five dollars all wadded up in my pocket,
How that could help them to get at least a loaf of bread from the market.
Driving through the last block, stopping at the traffic light,
It won't be long now and they'll be left hungry and cold in the night.
Their memory of them and that last five just kept haunting me,
With everything inside, I knew I had to go to them while outside I could see.
I sped through the traffic to get to them with my last dollar,
Then pulled up to find a mother with a son not even strong enough to holler.
I ran to the store with that five dollars and bought what I could,
For that mother and child I'd give everything I had, I would!
Returning to their location with some food in hand,
I walked over to the mother and sat the bag on the sand.
Yes, it was my last dollar, but, I don't have any regrets,
God always supplies what we need, and calms our frets.
By Tori Smith September 28,2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Updates
The gator hunt in LA. was a success! Now to get the ball rolling with Crossroad Adventures!
You can now find the MaHarreys on Facebook and Twitter to follow as well!
Here is some of our upcoming services! Hope to see you there!
10/1 McClain Highschool Mclain,MS. 7pm
10/2 Cottondale First Assembly Cottondale,FL. 6pm
10/9 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/10-10/12 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/22 Ole Tyme Gospel Opry Pensecola,FL. 7pm
10/23 Healing Waters Atmore,AL. 11am
11/4 Northside Baptist Selma,AL. 7pm.
You can now find the MaHarreys on Facebook and Twitter to follow as well!
Here is some of our upcoming services! Hope to see you there!
10/1 McClain Highschool Mclain,MS. 7pm
10/2 Cottondale First Assembly Cottondale,FL. 6pm
10/9 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/10-10/12 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/22 Ole Tyme Gospel Opry Pensecola,FL. 7pm
10/23 Healing Waters Atmore,AL. 11am
11/4 Northside Baptist Selma,AL. 7pm.
10/1 McClain Highschool McClain,MS. 7pm
10/9 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 6pm
10/10-10/12 Faith Christian Worship Center Roppeville,GA. 7pm Nightly
10/2 Cottondale First Assembly Cottondale,FL. 6 pm
10/22 Ole Tyme Gospel Opry Pensecola,FL. 7pm
10/23 Healing Waters Atmore,AL. 11am
11/4 Northside Baptist Selma,AL. 7pm
Friday, September 16, 2011
Recipie For The Road
(great for breakfast or a snack)
Fresh Apple or Pear Cake with Caramel Frosting
Fresh Apple or Pear Cake with Caramel Frosting
1 1/2 c. salad oil
2 c. sugar
2 lg. eggs
1 tsp. salt
1 tsp. soda
2 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. vanilla
2 1/2 c. flour
1 c. chopped pecans
3 c. chopped raw apples (or grated)
2 c. sugar
2 lg. eggs
1 tsp. salt
1 tsp. soda
2 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. vanilla
2 1/2 c. flour
1 c. chopped pecans
3 c. chopped raw apples (or grated)
Prepare raw apples and set aside. Measure salad oil into large mixing bowl. Add sugar and eggs. Beat until creamy on low speed with electric mixer. Sift flour and measure. Sift again and add salt, soda and baking powder. Add a small amount of the flour mixture at a time to the creamed mixture. Beat well after each addition. When all flour has been added, or when batter becomes very stiff, remove electric mixer. Fold in chopped pecans and apples. Spread evenly into a 9"x13" pan (or 2 - 9" pans) lined with wax paper.
Bake in 350 degree oven for 55 or 60 minutes. Turn onto cake rack, remove wax paper, cool and frost.
Bake in 350 degree oven for 55 or 60 minutes. Turn onto cake rack, remove wax paper, cool and frost.
CARAMEL FROSTING:
1/2 c. butter
1 c. brown sugar
1/4 c. milk
1 box confectioners' sugar
1 c. brown sugar
1/4 c. milk
1 box confectioners' sugar
Cook butter and sugar together until well blended. Add 1/4 cup milk and 1 box of confectioners' sugar. Mix and add just enough milk to spread.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Carpenter and The Cracks
Carpenter And The Cracks
Walking through the house, wood creaking under my feet,
Looking down, I seen cracks in the floor, where the boards use to meet.
So much dirt and grit stuck between them, too stubborn to be cleaned,
Not sure what to do about it , entirely too much work it seemed.
I wanted to eliminate this problem, so I knew I had to call on one who knew the facts,
So with very little effort, I called a carpenter, to come and mend the cracks.
He tore it all up, and started again, when he finished, the floor was completely redone,
There wasn’t any creaking or cracks to be found, he had mended each one.
Then I thought about our hearts, with the hurt and brokenness that this world causes,
How many times we just try to deal with and hide it, causing life many pauses.
If we would just call on the carpenter , Jesus, who has the facts, and let Him in,
He would tear it up, heal the hurt, remove the pain and wash away all sin.
Let Jesus come into your heart today my friend, please don’t hesitate,
He’ll mend the cracks, clean the dirt and grit, friend don’t wait!
By Tori Smith September 15,2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
MaHarrey Update!
Dear Friends,
Please be in prayer with us in referance to our bus. We continue to keep having bus problems and breaking down. God has provided for us before and continues to, and we will not allow the Devil to stop us from spreading the Gospel. Please believe with us that we'll be able to find someone who can repair the problems that keep reoccuring or that God will send us the funds for a new one. We know He won't fail us! Thank you all dearly! Keep praying for us as we are up and down these roads as well.
Later this month, Daniel and Bro. Paul will be going to Louisiana to start filming the Gator Hunting episode for Crossroad Adventures. Keep them as well in your prayers that things will go smoothly and be safe!
Blessings to you all!
Please be in prayer with us in referance to our bus. We continue to keep having bus problems and breaking down. God has provided for us before and continues to, and we will not allow the Devil to stop us from spreading the Gospel. Please believe with us that we'll be able to find someone who can repair the problems that keep reoccuring or that God will send us the funds for a new one. We know He won't fail us! Thank you all dearly! Keep praying for us as we are up and down these roads as well.
Later this month, Daniel and Bro. Paul will be going to Louisiana to start filming the Gator Hunting episode for Crossroad Adventures. Keep them as well in your prayers that things will go smoothly and be safe!
Blessings to you all!
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Recipie " For the Road"
Apple Turnovers
3/4 c. softened butter
8 oz. cream cheese, softened
1 egg, separated
2 c. flour
6 to 8 med. apples, peeled, cored and sliced
3/4 c. sugar
1 1/2 tsp. cinnamon
2 tsp. water
Sugar to sprinkle
8 oz. cream cheese, softened
1 egg, separated
2 c. flour
6 to 8 med. apples, peeled, cored and sliced
3/4 c. sugar
1 1/2 tsp. cinnamon
2 tsp. water
Sugar to sprinkle
Combine butter, cream cheese and egg yolk. Beat until smooth. Add flour, mixing well. Chill. Combine apples, sugar and cinnamon. Cook until tender. Cool. On floured surface, roll out dough. Cut into 24 (4 inch) circles. Add small amount of apples to 1/2 of circle. Moisten cut edges with water, fold half of circle over filling. Press gently to seal cut edges. Crimp edges with a fork. Place turnovers on a greased cookie sheet. Blend 2 teaspoons water with egg white, brush over top of turnovers. Sprinkle with sugar. Bake at 375 degrees for 20 to 25 minutes or until golden brown. Cool and frost or serve with ice cream. About 2 dozen.
Friday, September 9, 2011
A Gallon Of Milk
A Gallon of Milk
A young man had been to Tuesday night Bible Study. The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord. The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does God still speak to people?" After service he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several of the people talked about how God had led them in different ways.
It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "God...If you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen, and I will do my best to obey."
As he drove down the main street of his town, he had a strange thought -- stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, "God is that you?" He didn't get a reply and started on toward home. But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk.
The young man thought of Samuel and how he didn't recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli. "Okay, God, in case that's you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. Besides, he could always use the milk.
He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home. As he drove passed Seventh street, he felt a strange urge -- "Turn down that street." This is crazy he thought, and drove on by the intersection. Again, he felt that he should turn down seventh street. At the next intersection, he turned around and headed down Seventh street. Half jokingly, he said out loud, "Okay, God, I will."
He drove several blocks, then suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark, like the people were already in bed.
Again, he sensed something, "Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street." The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were gone or already asleep. He started to open the car door and then sat back in the car seat. "Lord, this is crazy. Those people are probably asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I'll just look stupid."
Again, he felt he should take the milk to the house. Finally, he opened the car door. "Okay God, if this is your will, I'll take the milk to the house, even if I end of looking like a stupid fool. I want to be obedient. But if they don't answer right away, I am out of here."
He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?" Then the door opened before the nervous young man could run away. The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He had a strange look on his face and didn't seem happy to have a stranger at his door.
"What is it?" The young man handed him the milk. The man took the milk and rushed down a hall way speaking loudly in Spanish. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk, headed towards the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face. While half crying, the man said: "We were just praying -- my wife has no milk, and we had some big bills this month, so we ran out of money to buy milk for the baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk." His wife in the kitchen yelled out, "I ask Him to send an Angel with some... milk. Are you an Angel?"
The young man reached for his wallet, and gave the man a few dollars -- all he had. As the young man turned and walked back toward his car, tears were streaming down his face. God still answers prayers! Yes, and God talks to us too. Are you listening?
Are we listening for the voice of God to direct us every day? Are we ready and willing to do what He wants us to do? Be open, listening and willing at anytime. You never know when He wants to use you for something! Obedience is better than sacrafice!
A young man had been to Tuesday night Bible Study. The Pastor had shared about listening to God and obeying the Lord. The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does God still speak to people?" After service he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they discussed the message. Several of the people talked about how God had led them in different ways.
It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "God...If you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen, and I will do my best to obey."
As he drove down the main street of his town, he had a strange thought -- stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, "God is that you?" He didn't get a reply and started on toward home. But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk.
The young man thought of Samuel and how he didn't recognize the voice of God, and how little Samuel ran to Eli. "Okay, God, in case that's you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. Besides, he could always use the milk.
He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home. As he drove passed Seventh street, he felt a strange urge -- "Turn down that street." This is crazy he thought, and drove on by the intersection. Again, he felt that he should turn down seventh street. At the next intersection, he turned around and headed down Seventh street. Half jokingly, he said out loud, "Okay, God, I will."
He drove several blocks, then suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and looked around. He was in semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses were closed and most of the houses looked dark, like the people were already in bed.
Again, he sensed something, "Go and give the milk to the people in the house across the street." The young man looked at the house. It was dark and it looked like the people were gone or already asleep. He started to open the car door and then sat back in the car seat. "Lord, this is crazy. Those people are probably asleep and if I wake them up, they are going to be mad and I'll just look stupid."
Again, he felt he should take the milk to the house. Finally, he opened the car door. "Okay God, if this is your will, I'll take the milk to the house, even if I end of looking like a stupid fool. I want to be obedient. But if they don't answer right away, I am out of here."
He walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?" Then the door opened before the nervous young man could run away. The man was standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He had a strange look on his face and didn't seem happy to have a stranger at his door.
"What is it?" The young man handed him the milk. The man took the milk and rushed down a hall way speaking loudly in Spanish. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk, headed towards the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face. While half crying, the man said: "We were just praying -- my wife has no milk, and we had some big bills this month, so we ran out of money to buy milk for the baby. I was just praying and asking God to show me how to get some milk." His wife in the kitchen yelled out, "I ask Him to send an Angel with some... milk. Are you an Angel?"
The young man reached for his wallet, and gave the man a few dollars -- all he had. As the young man turned and walked back toward his car, tears were streaming down his face. God still answers prayers! Yes, and God talks to us too. Are you listening?
Are we listening for the voice of God to direct us every day? Are we ready and willing to do what He wants us to do? Be open, listening and willing at anytime. You never know when He wants to use you for something! Obedience is better than sacrafice!
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Today's Bible Reading
Psalm 145
1 I will exalt you, my God the King;
I will praise your name for ever and ever.
2 Every day I will praise you
and extol your name for ever and ever.
3 Great is the LORD and most worthy of praise;
his greatness no one can fathom.
4 One generation commends your works to another;
they tell of your mighty acts.
5 They speak of the glorious splendor of your majesty—
and I will meditate on your wonderful works.[b]
6 They tell of the power of your awesome works—
and I will proclaim your great deeds.
7 They celebrate your abundant goodness
and joyfully sing of your righteousness.
8 The LORD is gracious and compassionate,
slow to anger and rich in love.
9 The LORD is good to all;
he has compassion on all he has made.
10 All your works praise you, LORD;
your faithful people extol you.
11 They tell of the glory of your kingdom
and speak of your might,
12 so that all people may know of your mighty acts
and the glorious splendor of your kingdom.
13 Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom,
and your dominion endures through all generations.
The LORD is trustworthy in all he promises
and faithful in all he does.[c]
14 The LORD upholds all who fall
and lifts up all who are bowed down.
15 The eyes of all look to you,
and you give them their food at the proper time.
16 You open your hand
and satisfy the desires of every living thing.
17 The LORD is righteous in all his ways
and faithful in all he does.
18 The LORD is near to all who call on him,
to all who call on him in truth.
19 He fulfills the desires of those who fear him;
he hears their cry and saves them.
20 The LORD watches over all who love him,
but all the wicked he will destroy.
21 My mouth will speak in praise of the LORD.
Let every creature praise his holy name
for ever and ever.
Praise the Lord, for He is strong in mighty! What a awsome God we serve! What would we do without Him? All the price He has paid for us and all He has done for us!
1 I will exalt you, my God the King;
I will praise your name for ever and ever.
2 Every day I will praise you
and extol your name for ever and ever.
3 Great is the LORD and most worthy of praise;
his greatness no one can fathom.
4 One generation commends your works to another;
they tell of your mighty acts.
5 They speak of the glorious splendor of your majesty—
and I will meditate on your wonderful works.[b]
6 They tell of the power of your awesome works—
and I will proclaim your great deeds.
7 They celebrate your abundant goodness
and joyfully sing of your righteousness.
8 The LORD is gracious and compassionate,
slow to anger and rich in love.
9 The LORD is good to all;
he has compassion on all he has made.
10 All your works praise you, LORD;
your faithful people extol you.
11 They tell of the glory of your kingdom
and speak of your might,
12 so that all people may know of your mighty acts
and the glorious splendor of your kingdom.
13 Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom,
and your dominion endures through all generations.
The LORD is trustworthy in all he promises
and faithful in all he does.[c]
14 The LORD upholds all who fall
and lifts up all who are bowed down.
15 The eyes of all look to you,
and you give them their food at the proper time.
16 You open your hand
and satisfy the desires of every living thing.
17 The LORD is righteous in all his ways
and faithful in all he does.
18 The LORD is near to all who call on him,
to all who call on him in truth.
19 He fulfills the desires of those who fear him;
he hears their cry and saves them.
20 The LORD watches over all who love him,
but all the wicked he will destroy.
21 My mouth will speak in praise of the LORD.
Let every creature praise his holy name
for ever and ever.
Praise the Lord, for He is strong in mighty! What a awsome God we serve! What would we do without Him? All the price He has paid for us and all He has done for us!
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Unforgotten Night
A trooper,dressed in blue, standing brave and tall, waiting for someone to need him to come to their aid. Hearing the radio waves break through with a wreck, multiple cars, several injured, some possibly dead. Running to his unit, gun belt fastened tight, he's unsure of what's waiting, what is he going to find.
Sirens running loud, blue lights flashing bright,he pulls his patrol car through intersections and red lights. A picture of his family comes to mind, He can't help but think, what if it's mine?
Arriving to the scene,looking for a sign of life,noone is moving, and there's not any screams heard. Rushing from car to car checking each person for a pulse,suddenly a small voice breaking through the mayhem,screaming for Mommy and Daddy, making the troopers heart jump. Frantic and full of fear, he runs to down the road to another vehicle,it's flipped over on it's top and it's all beat in. He bends down and crawls in through a window, he found who was screaming. A little boy and his sister trapped in the back seat. Hollering for help to the others, "We gotta' hurry, gas is leaking, make it quick, it's gonna' blow!"
Cutting and tearing quickly as they can, the little girl grabs his hand.
Tears streaming down her face, he hears her say," Mr. Trooper, I know were going to be ok. I prayed to God, to send us help and here you are." " Mr. Trooper, you have angel's wings on your hat" The trooper's eyes now filled with tears, he removes one child, and returns again.
Lifting the little girl,flames growing higher, he runs as fast he can. Snap'! Crackle'! He jumps for the ditch, with a big boom', it's all gone!
Looking down at the two little souls, he wonders if their parents are alive. One of the workers send the word, they didn't make it. They were thrown through the windshield and into the highway. The kids are left alone.
Children loaded onto the ambulance, headed for the hospital, the trooper one again leaves the scene to meet them there. His heart in his throat, he sees them laying there . For the life of him, he can't imagine what these kids could be thinking or going through. "What are they going to do?", he asks himself. The doctors and nurses are rushing from child to child, trying to make them understand what exactly is going on. They were working with each one, wraping and casting broken bones.
The rescue workers that had responded to the scene came to where the trooper was standing in a little room alone. They began to tell him the outcome of the accident, with the total injuries and fatalities that were involved. Through a clouded mind, with fear for the kid's lives, he heard them say, " out of three vehicles, we have two injured and five that didn't make it." " Four of the subjects have been identified as the kid's parents and grandparents, and the other was what appeared to be the violator that caused it. The trooper's head begins to spin as he walks down the long hospital hall, to head back to the scene to search the violator's vehicle for any evidence of impairment.
Pulling back onto the scene, the trooper continues to think of all the lives lost and the two little lives that are changed forever. Climbing out of his patrol unit, he enters the violator's truck and begins to look around. Papers and all the other contents in the truck are slung everywhere. He looks under the seats and see's some items shinning out of the corner of his eye. Reaching under there he pulls out a beer can that had been opened. Experienced years on the patrol, tells him that there has to be more. Continuing the search, he pulls out several more. Reality setting in, he realizes that this guy was drinking and driving when he hit this family. ' What was this guy thinking?", he says to himself. " When are people going listen, will they ever learn?" " So many lives gone and changed becasue of just one person not thinking and not being concerned about anyone else other than theirself."
The trooper makes a run back over to the hospital to check on the outcome of the children, and if any other family has come to claim them. Walking into the waiting room, he sees a older couple bent over with their head in their hands. Knowing that this had to be some of the family. He moved over to where they were sitting and sat down with them to discuss the accident. The older man lifted his head, with tears streaming down his face. His dark hazel eyes reflected just how heart broken this man and his wife really was. The gentleman began to tell the trooper that he was the kid's other grandparents and that was their daughter that was killed. The trooper sat there still with regret for this family. The older gentleman's wife looked him in the face and told him of how their granddaughter had told them about how a trooper dressed in blue with angel's wings on his hat, had came into the car where they were, just as soon as she had finnished praying for God to send help and to help them not be scared. At that point, the trooper's world was numb and spinning out of control. Tears rushing like flowing rivers down his face, he realized that God had used him in something that seemed to be so small to others, but so great to those children in need. He began to tell the family how he had just come on duty when the wreck call was given out. Everyone at the hospital then realized how hard it can be on a person to have to leave his family, maybe for the last time, and go out and serve the citizens of the area no matter the cost. Protect and serve each one as though it were his own.
The trooper returned to his unit, to head home. It was the end of his shift. This wreck had consumed his whole night, but thank God he got there as quick as he did. Just a few seconds later, the kids would have been blown up with that car and there wouldn't be any survivors. God had used him once again in unexpected circumstances to help save and change lives.
As he pulled into his driveway, he couldn't wait to get inside and see his family. Running into the house he sees his wife and children sound to sleep in their warm beds. He can't help by go to each one of his two kids, trying not to wake them, and kiss them on the forehead. He moves to his wife and embraces her so thankful for his family and all the blessings God has given them. He thinks to hisself as he lingers off to sleep, how many take it all for granted. Each and every breath we take could be our last. Are we really ready to go off into eternity at the blink of an eye, just as those souls did tonight? What about the violator, all drunk and impaired? Do we think of ourselves before others? Lord, please don't ever let us be caught off gaurd! A long night never to be forgotten, the trooper falls to sleep.
Sirens running loud, blue lights flashing bright,he pulls his patrol car through intersections and red lights. A picture of his family comes to mind, He can't help but think, what if it's mine?
Arriving to the scene,looking for a sign of life,noone is moving, and there's not any screams heard. Rushing from car to car checking each person for a pulse,suddenly a small voice breaking through the mayhem,screaming for Mommy and Daddy, making the troopers heart jump. Frantic and full of fear, he runs to down the road to another vehicle,it's flipped over on it's top and it's all beat in. He bends down and crawls in through a window, he found who was screaming. A little boy and his sister trapped in the back seat. Hollering for help to the others, "We gotta' hurry, gas is leaking, make it quick, it's gonna' blow!"
Cutting and tearing quickly as they can, the little girl grabs his hand.
Tears streaming down her face, he hears her say," Mr. Trooper, I know were going to be ok. I prayed to God, to send us help and here you are." " Mr. Trooper, you have angel's wings on your hat" The trooper's eyes now filled with tears, he removes one child, and returns again.
Lifting the little girl,flames growing higher, he runs as fast he can. Snap'! Crackle'! He jumps for the ditch, with a big boom', it's all gone!
Looking down at the two little souls, he wonders if their parents are alive. One of the workers send the word, they didn't make it. They were thrown through the windshield and into the highway. The kids are left alone.
Children loaded onto the ambulance, headed for the hospital, the trooper one again leaves the scene to meet them there. His heart in his throat, he sees them laying there . For the life of him, he can't imagine what these kids could be thinking or going through. "What are they going to do?", he asks himself. The doctors and nurses are rushing from child to child, trying to make them understand what exactly is going on. They were working with each one, wraping and casting broken bones.
The rescue workers that had responded to the scene came to where the trooper was standing in a little room alone. They began to tell him the outcome of the accident, with the total injuries and fatalities that were involved. Through a clouded mind, with fear for the kid's lives, he heard them say, " out of three vehicles, we have two injured and five that didn't make it." " Four of the subjects have been identified as the kid's parents and grandparents, and the other was what appeared to be the violator that caused it. The trooper's head begins to spin as he walks down the long hospital hall, to head back to the scene to search the violator's vehicle for any evidence of impairment.
Pulling back onto the scene, the trooper continues to think of all the lives lost and the two little lives that are changed forever. Climbing out of his patrol unit, he enters the violator's truck and begins to look around. Papers and all the other contents in the truck are slung everywhere. He looks under the seats and see's some items shinning out of the corner of his eye. Reaching under there he pulls out a beer can that had been opened. Experienced years on the patrol, tells him that there has to be more. Continuing the search, he pulls out several more. Reality setting in, he realizes that this guy was drinking and driving when he hit this family. ' What was this guy thinking?", he says to himself. " When are people going listen, will they ever learn?" " So many lives gone and changed becasue of just one person not thinking and not being concerned about anyone else other than theirself."
The trooper makes a run back over to the hospital to check on the outcome of the children, and if any other family has come to claim them. Walking into the waiting room, he sees a older couple bent over with their head in their hands. Knowing that this had to be some of the family. He moved over to where they were sitting and sat down with them to discuss the accident. The older man lifted his head, with tears streaming down his face. His dark hazel eyes reflected just how heart broken this man and his wife really was. The gentleman began to tell the trooper that he was the kid's other grandparents and that was their daughter that was killed. The trooper sat there still with regret for this family. The older gentleman's wife looked him in the face and told him of how their granddaughter had told them about how a trooper dressed in blue with angel's wings on his hat, had came into the car where they were, just as soon as she had finnished praying for God to send help and to help them not be scared. At that point, the trooper's world was numb and spinning out of control. Tears rushing like flowing rivers down his face, he realized that God had used him in something that seemed to be so small to others, but so great to those children in need. He began to tell the family how he had just come on duty when the wreck call was given out. Everyone at the hospital then realized how hard it can be on a person to have to leave his family, maybe for the last time, and go out and serve the citizens of the area no matter the cost. Protect and serve each one as though it were his own.
The trooper returned to his unit, to head home. It was the end of his shift. This wreck had consumed his whole night, but thank God he got there as quick as he did. Just a few seconds later, the kids would have been blown up with that car and there wouldn't be any survivors. God had used him once again in unexpected circumstances to help save and change lives.
As he pulled into his driveway, he couldn't wait to get inside and see his family. Running into the house he sees his wife and children sound to sleep in their warm beds. He can't help by go to each one of his two kids, trying not to wake them, and kiss them on the forehead. He moves to his wife and embraces her so thankful for his family and all the blessings God has given them. He thinks to hisself as he lingers off to sleep, how many take it all for granted. Each and every breath we take could be our last. Are we really ready to go off into eternity at the blink of an eye, just as those souls did tonight? What about the violator, all drunk and impaired? Do we think of ourselves before others? Lord, please don't ever let us be caught off gaurd! A long night never to be forgotten, the trooper falls to sleep.
By Tori Smith 9/4/2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
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