The storms ...

I was awake until 4am this morning totally unsuspecting what I would be in for today, as usually everyday. It is sometimes that the spirit arouses my curiosity and anxiety towards a new event. I was saddened that I was not able to trek up to Sacramento to help voice my concerns to the health committee for the hearing on Ab2109.  It has been over the past few days I have been writing many rough drafts getting the anger out of me and the hurt by a system that  use to be family in (the medical profession).  I stopped because I am now about God, what God wants what His desire and will are for me.  I cope.  How is it I can see Gods love in this? My child injured by mans vaccine, not Gods comes to me daily with her inflictions and her adversities and loves on me unconditional of the treatment that she receives by me or anyone else. She has a full cognitive understanding of love. She has been given and fed nothing but love. I feel that is how it is with God we come to Him through our pain and afflictions being wounded, reach out to Him and He never denies us. He holds us with open arms. I say this after going to bed (no passing out at 4am) sending my information along to an email address that I don't know if it will reach the right person or not. It doesn't. I was woken at just after 9am to a concerned oldest daughter saying momma Abigaile is sucking and grinding her teeth ( abigaile having a seizure) we proceeded with battle of prayer, and praising God the storm we are in, rebuking the waves that Gods spoken voice - His spoken Word will castaway the waves, they aren't leaving yet we claim victory and give her emergency meds in Jesus name!  I claim victory over my day today, because today is the day that the Lord has made let us be glad and rejoice in it! Amen