STOP THE VIOLENCE! # REMEMBER ME

The Night Before My Son Passed Away......

I dreamed a little boy jumped into the lake and I jumped in to save him. My husband Lance ask me why would you jump in the lake and you don't know how to swim. I never replied but I just kept moving my legs. While I was in the middle of the lake,  I could hear everyone swimming behind me cheering me on. Once I made it to the other side of the lake I held the little boy up to someone,  but something big and black wrapped around his legs pulling him down. A mother jumped in the lake and attacked that big black thing and it went away. I held the boy out and everyone yelled he is saved. As family and friends gathered around at the side of the lake everyone cheered.....                                                                                                                                           
                                                                                                                          HE  IS SAVED!
                                                                                                                          GOD DID IT!
                                                                                                                          GOD SAVED HIM!

                                                               
When God called me to the ministry he had promised me that my family would be apart. I often pray and ask him what position would my oldest son Forrest have, but he never answered. From time to time, I would mentally give my son a role in the ministry. I never stopped guessing until the day of his death. That's the day I knew that his job was not to be with me physically but spiritually.

 

I remember two days before his birthday he called and said " Ma I don't want a party, I want to buy a puppy", at first I told him “No” but then a small still voice said the puppy is for him. I changed my mind immediately, and said "yes, buy the puppy son”. The day he brought the puppy was the last day I held and kiss him, and told him how much I love him. Because later that night he was shot multiple times. The bullets in his head ended his life.

 

For weeks, I was devastated, but I was reminded of the ministry, the puppy, the dream, my beautiful grand girls, and God’s grace.

 

What the enemy meant for evil God used it for his glory. Instead of this heartache leaving me in pieces, it brought me together to make a change.

 

Like many other cases, no one knows who killed my son, or exactly what happened. 



The Stop The Violence Luncheon is  on December 8, 2018

Please Help!

● Birth this ministry

● Support fatherless children (starting with his very own)
          -toy drive              -tools for school

● Help promote more prayer and peace in the neighborhood

● Provide flowers for grieving mothers

● Start a mentoring group for boys

                                                                                                                                     
                                                                                                                           


                                                                                                                                THANK YOU!