JohnDB
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Hang in there with me as this is something of a personal story and how it relates to scriptures.
I met Bonnie years ago...too many to count.
Bonnie and her sister look a lot alike... Theresa was always more "fun" and didn't bother so much with college. Bonnie studied music though. She was quite good. Her voice and looks had her pegged to go professional. Even had a couple of lables asking her for contracts as a new country artist.
But she met Tim...and what Bonnie prized more was family even though she truly loved music and her singing....she loved Tim more. Tim was a pastor of a church... Then he resigned and went to work for the police. He made detective and did just fine through the years. Bonnie had two boys and loved them dearly....but they didn't have her talent for music...desire but no talent. Even Tim liked to do quartets....but the boys don't really care for it the way Bonnie does.
I remember the first time I heard her sing. My socks got gone. She usually spent her time teaching children to sing and about music... Never cared for her spotlight so much... But that was because she loved it too much.
She began to sing some specials from time to time....I loved to hear her.
Then came the dreaded day.
Sore throats became cancer when we seen the doc. I was there when she told me it was throat cancer. Hot mess would be an understatement of her condition. We prayed...
The whole church prayed.
Her life was on the line...her voice being gone was a foregone conclusion.
But the meds and prayers worked. I had to hold her falling out hair while she was sick during some of it.
She lived. But that beautiful voice was now a whisper...but she was alive.
We were all grateful for her living.
She slowly filled out again... Her hair came back. We really didn't notice her voice coming back as it was really slow to...
But it did.
We never thought for a minute that she would ever sing though...that takes strength that we thought was destroyed by chemo and cancer.
But Bonnie was determined. She practiced when no one could hear. She kept getting it worked out and stronger and stronger.
Then came the shock of them all one Easter morning... Bonnie took the stage as if she was going to sing for the special music that morning..... No one else. Even the choir sat down.
Oh my gosh... It was that same voice that impressed me all them years ago...strong, sweet, and absolutely beautiful.
We went nuts cheering and clapping and crying.
Hebrews. "…It is impossible for those who have tasted of Christ's goodness to fall away to ever come back because to their shame they would be crucifying him again"
Now....no one would ever think to tell Bonnie she shouldn't sing because her voice stinks and isn't any good and God let her have cancer because of her sinfulness....
The two relate perfectly. There are some things people just don't do. And this is one of them
I met Bonnie years ago...too many to count.
Bonnie and her sister look a lot alike... Theresa was always more "fun" and didn't bother so much with college. Bonnie studied music though. She was quite good. Her voice and looks had her pegged to go professional. Even had a couple of lables asking her for contracts as a new country artist.
But she met Tim...and what Bonnie prized more was family even though she truly loved music and her singing....she loved Tim more. Tim was a pastor of a church... Then he resigned and went to work for the police. He made detective and did just fine through the years. Bonnie had two boys and loved them dearly....but they didn't have her talent for music...desire but no talent. Even Tim liked to do quartets....but the boys don't really care for it the way Bonnie does.
I remember the first time I heard her sing. My socks got gone. She usually spent her time teaching children to sing and about music... Never cared for her spotlight so much... But that was because she loved it too much.
She began to sing some specials from time to time....I loved to hear her.
Then came the dreaded day.
Sore throats became cancer when we seen the doc. I was there when she told me it was throat cancer. Hot mess would be an understatement of her condition. We prayed...
The whole church prayed.
Her life was on the line...her voice being gone was a foregone conclusion.
But the meds and prayers worked. I had to hold her falling out hair while she was sick during some of it.
She lived. But that beautiful voice was now a whisper...but she was alive.
We were all grateful for her living.
She slowly filled out again... Her hair came back. We really didn't notice her voice coming back as it was really slow to...
But it did.
We never thought for a minute that she would ever sing though...that takes strength that we thought was destroyed by chemo and cancer.
But Bonnie was determined. She practiced when no one could hear. She kept getting it worked out and stronger and stronger.
Then came the shock of them all one Easter morning... Bonnie took the stage as if she was going to sing for the special music that morning..... No one else. Even the choir sat down.
Oh my gosh... It was that same voice that impressed me all them years ago...strong, sweet, and absolutely beautiful.
We went nuts cheering and clapping and crying.
Hebrews. "…It is impossible for those who have tasted of Christ's goodness to fall away to ever come back because to their shame they would be crucifying him again"
Now....no one would ever think to tell Bonnie she shouldn't sing because her voice stinks and isn't any good and God let her have cancer because of her sinfulness....
The two relate perfectly. There are some things people just don't do. And this is one of them
