I do not preach the gospel nor do I particularly appreciate it preached to me. But I do believe that there is a greater power in this world then any of us realize. I have chosen to call that greater power "Jesus".  I have personally experienced a few miracles in my own life and through experiencing these I have a much deeper belief in "Jesus" then I ever did before.

I was born in 1952 to a life destined to failure if I had grown up in the family I was born into. My biological mother did not want me any more then she wanted the other children she had. She gave me away when I was 9 months old to the lady she sometimes baby-sat for.

Miracle #1: I was given to a family that wanted me--instead of put into the children's aid society to be passed from 
foster home to foster home. I grew up working in farmers fields picking rocks and helping at haying time from the age of 10 until I left home at 17. My parents were very strict and I didn't get to do the things others of my age did. My folks believed we were all put here on earth to work and be productive. I won't go through everything in detail that happened to me while growing up as they are my memories and mine alone to live with. But I will tell you that after I left home at 17 my life was filled with a lot of bumps and bruises along the way. Some caused by others and some caused my my own hand. Let me just say I lived through rape, abuse and other things.

Miracle # 2: I was blessed with 2 beautiful daughters. One when I was 19 and one when I was 23. I suffered through spousal abuse in my life (from 2 separate marriages) to the point that there were times I wished I was dead. But there was a plan out there for me and death obviously did not happen. I believe that we are all put on this earth for a purpose and it is up to us to find it.

Miracle #3: One night I had taken a particularly emotional--mental and physical beating--from my then husband. I had decided that this was it for me. I was going to end my life come morning. I mixed a concoction of rat poison and some other stuff and decided come morning when I was alone I would drink it. Well I cried myself to sleep that night and about 5:30 next morning my phone rang with the news that my first grandchild had been born. Suddenly a feeling came over me and I knew that life was worth living. I credit my granddaughter Shantel for saving my life that morning. Her birth showed me that I definitely had something to live for. Her birth gave me the strength to walk away from the life I was living at the time.How could I want to die when I had a life to watch grow?

Miracle #4: I decided to get counseling to find myself and I met a wonderful woman named Stephanie who let me rant and rave and cry my way through my life as I poured my soul out to her. The day came when I could finally look in the mirror and say "I count too! I am someone!"  I made up my mind back then that no one would ever emotionally or physically abuse me again! I finally felt alive for the first time in years.

Miracle #5: I finally had my life together and knew that I was headed forward. I saw that my aunt and uncle were living in an extremely abusive arrangement. So I went to the proper authorities and got help to have them placed with me. It has been 10 years now since we became a "family" and I have not regretted one moment. Through them I learned more about the little things in life then I had ever known before. Because they are mentally challenged they became my "children" and once again I was given the chance to give from my heart and soul. Through their innocence and love I have learned that my purpose in life is to take care of others. 

Miracle #6: Three years ago I was nearly killed when I was trampled and thrown by a 1500 pound cow. According to my doctor it is a miracle that I came out of this alive. To this day I suffer more pain in one day then I ever suffered before in my life. This incident has changed my life forever as I will always have pain in my body. However I believe that this too was meant to happen as it showed me what I had to be grateful for. So much flashed before me that day as I lay in a ditch bruised and bloody. The sweet faces of my grand children-the beauty of my daughters-the love of my "kids" here at home-The love of my husband and many other things that I am so thankful for. Something inside of me believes that the "Higher Power" that I believe in gave me a wake up call. A little reminder of what I have to be thankful for.

In closing I would like to ask each of you reading this page to take a moment and reflect on your own life. Categorize your own life and think of all you have to be thankful for. Instead of all the whining and complaining out there in the world, we should all be thankful for what we have in our life that makes us whole. While you are doing this try to search your heart and soul and realize that without a "Higher Power" we could not do it on our own.

God Bless,
Misker