Tuesday, February 19, 2008
You never know what someone else is going through.
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I wish you healing and wellness. I have overcome a great deal of emotional pain in my lifetime caused by several emotionally cruel people, unfortunately. I wish those kind of feelings did not occurr in people, but apparently most of us are vulnerable to being irritable or even mean & cruel to others when a bad mood hits us. I had to put an ocean between me & my mother because of her e veryday cruelty to me & my sister & my father while I was growing up. I could never be mean like that,e so I know God gave me a good heart and a sweet spirit. I am also the only Christian in my family. I want to encourage you to be strong in your faith and to know God does watch over his own (well, I have come to find out my Guardian Angel is Archangel Michael Himself, who told me when He saved my life when my ex-husband tried to kill me in our living-room after I told him I wanted a divorce that He is my Guardian Angel because my name 'Isa' means The Jesus Christ in Arabic and Farci (Persian language they speak in Iran) and therefore I am entitiled to His protection! I was blown away after Michael knocked my ex-husband out in our living-room while I was being attacked by him. Never underestimate the power of the Heavenly Realms, because it is real and it is there for those of us who belong to God. If you are not sure you are saved, all you have to do to join our protected ranks is to say in your private space: "Jesus, I accept you as my Lord and Savior, and I accept that you died for all my sins on the Cross. I believe in the Trinity of the Father, the Son & the Holy Spirit and am willing to give my Spirit to be with You all my life and after death in Heaven as well." Just say those words and mean them, and you will always, even after death be under His wing. The Bible says, paraphrased: 'Do not be afraid of those who can hurt your body; be more concerned about the One who has the destiny of your soul.' Yes, paraphrazed. The next one is from Matthew 6:25-7:12, my favorite passage, and it reads like this in the Good News Bible version: "This is why I tell you: do not be worried about the food and drink you need in order to stay alive, or about clothes for your body. After all, isn't life worht more than food? And isn't the body worth more than clothes? Look at the birds: they do not plant seeds, gather a harvest and put it in barns; yet your Father in heaven takes care of them! Aren't you worth much more than birds? Can any of you live a bit longer by worrying about it? And why worry about clothes? Look how the wild flowers grow: they do not work or make clothes for themselves. But I tell you that not even King Solomon with all his wealth has clothes as beautiful as one of these flowers. It is God who clothes the wild grass - grass that is here today and gone tomorrow, burned up in the oven. Won't He be all the more sure to clothe you? What little faith you have! So do not start worrying: Where will my food come from? or my drink? or my clothes? (These are the things pagans are always concerned about.) Your Father in heaven knows that you need all these things. Instead, be concerned above everything else with the Kingdom of God and with what He requires of you, and He will provide you with all these other things. So do not worry about tomorrow; it will have enough worries of its own. There is no need to add to the troubles each day brings.
Matthew 7:7 Ask, Seek, Knock
Ask, and you will receive; seek, and you will find; knock, and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks will receive, and anyone who seeks will find, and the door will be opened to him who knocks. Would any of you who are fathers give your son a stone when he asks for bread? Or would you give him a snake when he asks for a fish? As bad as you are, you know how to give good things to your children. How much more, then, will your Father in heaven give good things to those who ask Him! [Editor's note: The exclamation point shows INTENT & STATEMENT OF FACT, not a question, so that means God meant He WILL DO THAT if anyone asks with a sincere heart.And He is the same yesterday, today & tomorrow, according to the Bible, which I have read every word of, took me 30 months, though!] Do for others what you want them to do for you: this is the Law of Moses and of the teachings of the prophets. '
*God Bless All Who Read This Message!!!!!!Love All Serve All - What Would Jesus Do?***
Martha - I am an avid fan of yours; however, this message affected me like no others before. You see, this Easter weekend, 2008, has been the most difficult few days in my life. I live in Florida and am 1,000 miles away from my family in Baltimore, which often complicates my life in so many ways. On Friday, my Dad drove my Mom to the ER because she had been having trouble breathing for the last week or so. She was admitted and we quickly learned that she is close to end stage congestive heart failure and her lungs were also heavily filled with fluid. Yesterday afternoon when my sister called me to give me a status on my Mom's condition, she also informed me that my Uncle George died late Friday evening or early Saturday morning this weekend. as well. My Mom seemed to be stable yesterday, Saturday, and diuretics were slowly reducing the massive fluids surrounding her heart. This morning, Easter Sunday 2008, I awoke to a phone call from my sister, who told me that Mom had heart problems overnight and her heart rate dropped to 30 beats per minute twice. She is being closely monitored until her cardiologist can insert a Pacemaker in her chest tomorrow. I am on my way to Baltimore over the next day or so to attend my Uncle's Funeral, sit by my Mom's side after her Pacemaker insertion operation, after which we can hopefully take her home. Then, next Monday, my Dad, who is 81, will be having a very serious operation at the base of his spine to hopefully correct severe chronically painful spinal stenosis. I will sleep next to my Mom in Dad's bed while he is in the hospital recovering from his operation and will most likely lie awake each and every night listening for Mom's every breath. I am terrified of losing my parents and your video made me cry for quite some time this Easter afternoon, while I reflected on what will most likely be some of my last precious moments with my Mother this next week or so. Thank you so much for reminding me that we all bear heavy burdens each and every day of our lives and I need to be ultra-aware of the needs and feelings of others! Please pray for me that I may be strong for my Mom and Dad over the next many weeks/months, and for my Mom and Dad, as well. Thank you for your strength, being human, and for not being afraid of showing that virtue you possess to the world. All my best to you and yours...and..Happy Easter 2008.
Hi Martha,
Your story touched my heart. Thank you for sharing your story. I am sorry for the lost of your mother. I can not say that I have lost my mother, but I have lost my husband of 8 1/2 years of marriage. After waiting for 35 years to find a husband, I met my husband at church. It was our first marriage he was 32 and I was 35 years old. He was pastoring a small church and also working for a hospital. In the beginning of two years of marriage my husband became seriously ill with a rare lung condition and a heart disease from birth. He had to quit his job at the hospital and although he didn't give up pastoring the church, God sent him into the evangelistic ministry to help build churches. During that time I had to quit my job and help him because he was too weak to do much of anything for himself. Just last August 28, 2007 he lost the battle with the disease but he gain a new heart and new double lungs and he is in heaven with Jesus. The last 9 weeks of his life he was in the hospital and two donor organs (which were perfect matches for him) became available and because his health had deteriorated the doctors chose not to give him the donated organs. A day before he was put on life support, he wrote a song and sung it to me and all the nurses and to one of his friends. He was on life support for two and a half weeks. The doctors came to me and told me the Friday before his death that they would be removing him off of life support by the following Thursday if he had not improved well he went home to be with the Lord that Tuesday. There was nothing more they could do. They even went and told him, he was aware of his condition but he kept on fighting to live. He asked his doctors to not give up on him. I was in shock that they would tell a patient to improve or else they would take him off life support. Anyway, for those nine weeks I was in the hospital by his side, never left him. Never had anyone volunteer to give me some relief or stay so I could get some rest. Our best friends blamed me for not praying the right way or believing for his healing as his health was declining and when I needed them the most to lift me up in prayer and to support him in prayer on the day just a few hours before he died I was blamed for not believing in his healing or praying the right way. I would do it all over again if he was here. I prayed and I even begged God to let him live. I was so exhausted, had not eaten in days and do not remember when the last time I had sleep. During all of this my mom was ill and placed on life support at a different hospital in town. Before his death she had got to come home from the hospital. I was unable to go be with her but told my dad to let her know I loved her and told my dad my responsibility was to be with my husband. My dad understood. Although I loved my mom, I also loved my husband, I am glad no one ask me to choose.
When my husband died I was with him. The next day, people
from my bible study, church, friends, and yes, some family members told me as well as on the day of my husband's funeral "now you can go find you another man to marry there is one out there for you", even as they were putting dirt on top of the casket I was asked, "If you get remarried are you going to be buried next to your husband or your new husband?" I am like what? Did I just hear this? One lady who drove me to the funeral home on the day of the funeral told me in the car about a man at church that was single and interested in me and that I should consider marrying him because he was interested in me. I told her to pull the car over and I would walk to the funeral home. Not even a day after the funeral I received a phone call as a lady drove by my house and on her cell phone called me and asked me who was the man I was allowing to stay at my home last night and she said she saw that he was still there? Was it my boyfriend? She claimed she was driving past my house to ask me to go to church with her and her daughter, but seeing that I had a car in my driveway she felt that it be better I spend it with that man. I had a missionary friend who came to stay with me and she wanted to help me to get all of my husband's medical equipment ready for pick up the next day so I would not be charged for it. She stayed with me not no man. They know me better than that. I thought how could they think such as that? It's been almost seven months since his death and his medical bills exceeded $2 million dollars and I am still trying to fight the insurance to pay for them. Because I had to leave my job 8 and a half years ago,to take care of my husband full-time, I am having trouble with finding an employer to hire me. We did not have burial insurance, but God came through and my husband had a nice funeral. We had no money nor did my husband have a life insurance policy because no one would insure him because of his medical condition. I have been looking for a job to pay my mortgage and bills, but every time I go for an interview I get told I must grieve my husband for a year and then after a year go look and find a job. I had to place on my resume that I was a caregiver, Youth Pastor, and church secretary (All Volunteer of course) but when they read my resume and checked my application that I had checked off that I am a widow they put two and two together and tell me I should take a year off to grieve my husband. I have grieved my husband but I know he is in a better place than me. These past seven months I have made it by the grace of God, He has taken care of me and my bills. But I desire to get back to work. I do not live on welfare or food stamps or public assistance but I desire to work I do not want to get on those things as I have experience to work. People criticize me when they see I do not have a job yet. I am trying though. I find most people are jealous of me and that is why they say such things. I have learned that there has to be a breaking away from bad influences even if it meant me leaving my church and my friends, family, and our weekly bible study. I have found a new church, new friends who love me and they do not tell lies or gossip about others. They are not jealous of me they lift me up and encourage me. I have compassion for those people and friends and family who have said things about me falsely and at such a time I needed someone they were not there for me. I do forgive them and pray for them to have a change of heart, mind and soul. I am not sure what they are going through but I will not tell lies or share gossip with others about them. After my husband passed away my mother went into the hospital back on life support, she is now at home and doing better. My older brother is not well and my younger brother is having health problems as well. My dad is not in well health but he seems to take care of my mom very well. Jealousy can destroy friendships and family. It's also hurtful. I cried out to God and asked Him to help me understand why they accused me of these things and how come they told these lies and gossip about me after my husband was in the grave. And the Lord told me that they were jealous cause he had blessed me with a nice home and they are still trying to figure out why I am so blessed and how He is blessing me and keeping me because I am a true servant of God and I am always giving of my heart to help someone. I thank you for sharing your story with me, because in that we do not really know what others are going through but we do not have to be in human and take it out on that person. I pray you will be praying for me as I will be praying for you. I do not know what it is to loose a mother, because I have not lost my mother, but I have lost my husband who was my best friend and my only lover other than Jesus Christ.And if anyone wants to know when my husband went home to be with the Lord, God the Father became my husband and he's the only man in my life and will forever be. May God bless you Martha for sharing your story with others!
you never know when that last day of life is...so live it like it is the last day for you and me...jesus loves us all....sherri hall
I read your story and it made me very sad,, It is true about how everyone doesn't know what someone else may be going thru.. I went thru a divorce trying to be a single mom working two jobs. well the girls that i started working with was jealous of me because the position I had gotten as cake decorator one of the girls that had worked for the store had been wanting that position for along time... So eventually she thru such a fit they gave it to her , and moved me to deli where she had been placed... Anyways to make along story short ,,my dad had a stroke ,,, he was my only help during the hard times of my divorce.. moving about till I could finely get setteled somewhere.. As I was packing my stuff in my apartment I got evicted from in the dark at night with no electric..
God asked me Tama why aren't you mad , and cussing and just asking Me or blaming ME" god said. I said it's not your fault I am going thru so much... I said and I wouldn't even think to blame you.. So I went to my DAds with my little boy and MY dad says lets go by the rent house to check on my renters to see if they have the rent. WEll the house was dark,, the lights weren't on and we looked thru the window of my dads rent house and the people had moved out and skipped out on the rent and God said Tama here is your new home.. MY dad said well looks like yOU and my little boy Kash can just move in here now...>>> IN one hour after GOd knew I felt helpless He gave me another place to live and every thing has gotten better for me.. BUT I will not ever forget my thoughts with God...
That is my story of how you just never know the problems in someone elses life.. you should always be kind and smile and share the warmth from your heart with others>>>
Thank you for such a heart-felt sincere message. It really makes me take a moment to think, count to 10 and then react or more appropriately respond to others. I will pass it on...GOD & GODDESS Bless you.
hello ms. m. thank you for that heart-felt deep story im so glad i still have my mom (she's my heart)and i wont know wat to do think or say without her.(like u dscribed tht u packed everything to go on the plane.
Thank you Martha for sharing such a personal and heartfelt story.
I am going to give my Mom a call right now!
Thank you Martha for sharing that. I too lost my mom in 2004 and like Tara said, I don't think I will ever get over it either. I think I lost a piece of my soul that day that I may not recover. It is so true to give people the benefit of the doubt. That's why people shouldn't judge others, because you never know what they are going through. Everyone reacts differently to everything. Everyone is always doing the best that they can with the experience and knowledge they have acquired. I am so sorry for your loss and for not beibg there when it happened. I wasn't there either and am still beating myself up for it. I couldn't be at Hospice every minute and I don't think I could have handled watching my mom die. I might have died too. Again, I appreciate your sharing. It helps me a little bit to know that I am not alone. I just wish that it didn't interfere in my life in a such a way that I am not really living anymore. I hope that you have learned to cope in better ways than I have.
Dear Martha,
I am so glad you were able to say what your emotions where and share your story! When others needed to understand your pain and realize you were not a problem but a solution to a misunderstanding! So. others can understand and realize their lack of patience and judgement is adding stress to you. When you didn't need or deserve it!
No we do not know what the other person is going through until you share it. The death of a parent is hard to go through! I can relate to your pain, my Mother died in 2006. All the sudden.
She had not been ill, just short of breath. She was on her way to have some breathing tests done. She could not finish the test. My sister. Teri a doctor in training, kept saying," Mom let's go to the hospital!" NO! I am going to see a Pulmonary doctor and he can tell me what is wrong!"
She went to the doctor's and he sent her down to his x-ray dept, to have a chest x-ray done. Here her one lung had collapsed and the other was 80% full of fluid. Doctor told Mom,"Go now to the Hospital!!"
My sister took her straight to the hospital. They were going to remove some of the fluid out of the lung. They started to put a tube in to drain the fluid and she died on the table. OMG talk about a shocking experience! The doctor told all of us five kids that she had lung cancer? My mom was a person who said when she wasn't felling good. "I don't have time for this!"
She was a driven person who had a calling and she had to get it done! She had built 3 separate care facilities. One for the retarded, sold it to the state. The second was a privatly owned for the retarded, sold it. The last was a lock-down unit for the TBI (traumatic brain injured"). She had just sold it too.
Her life had been very busy all the time. If not working, she'd come send time with her children! My mother was a gift from God! She loved us kids and was a very spiritual person! God took her without making her suffer! I THANK GOD for that! It was a honor to be one of her 5 children. Her quote was, " My children are my biggest accoplishment!
Thank God for Mother's who have God in their hearts!
I am sorry for your lose of a Loving Mother!
Thankyou for sharing your experience,but it made me feel very sad because I lost my mother, and I don't know if I will ever get over it. I am aware that other people are goin thru something in their lives, because my mother used to give me the same words of advice: you never know what is going on in someone else's life.
DEAR MARTHA,THANKS FOR SHARING YOUR STORT.I AM SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS.THANKS TO THE KINDNES OF STRANGERS ON THE PLANE,YOU GOT THROUGH IT.I LOST MY DAD,ON JUNE 1ST,2007 TO FUL-BLOWN DEMENTIA,AND OTHER PHYSICAL PROBLEMS.MY PARENTS WERE MARRIED 62 YEARS.MY MOTHER IS GRIEVING SO MUCH.SHE HAS THE START OF DEMENTIA,FROM DEPRESSION.SHE IS IN ASSISTED LIVING.I WAS ESTRANGED FROM MY PARENTS FOR YEARS.GOD UNITED US TOGETHER BEFORE MY DADS DEATH.I SEEN HIM TWICE BEFORE HE DIE.GOD IS FAITHFUL.I LOVED MY MOTHER VERYMUCH.SHE ENJOYS MY SINGING PRAISE AND WORSHIP SONGS,THAT I MINISTER WITH MUSIC AND PRAYERS.I READ HER INSPIRATIONAL STORIES FROM THE INTERNET.THANKS AGAIN FOR SHARING.GOD BLESS YOU.
Sorry about your mom... i know how thatfeels... you are so true... everyone thinks only for themselves not realize that someone could be going through something worst then what youare going through
i read your site everyday, i'm sorry about your mom. it is hard and no one knows what the other goes through. i lost my dad, sister, my mom in nursing home. don't get to see her much. because my daughter is sick. i lost my brother, i was caregiver here at home. alot of pain in the world. but there was one miracle, almost lost my daughter again during pregnancy. and did lose my granddaughter, Kosair brought her back to life. a miracle happened that day. the Lord saved two lives. my life has had a difficult journey. but i believe i was put here for a reason. now i'm taking care of my daughter and two grand children. and i'm sick. pretty tough. she has SLE with connective tissue damage and sjorgnes syndrome. i pray everyday. i even pray to the Lord to spare her life. and take mine, so she can raise and watch her children grow up. ages 2 and 9. thank you. you are an amazing person and the Lord is with you. may God Bless you, lynnemarie1
WOW, I was mean't to read this, You are so right!!! You are a beautiful Child of GOD and I feel your Pain.
Namaste
Lonnie
martha
my heart goes out to you.it's hard for people to understand unless they've been there. Thanks for reminding me of this, i lost my dad in 2002 and didn't know which way to go. i'm guilty of reacting the same way as the people on the plane acted.
My mother and I are real close and this really touched me. I don't know what I would do it anything happend to her. She is 73 years old and still working at a day care. I think this helps her. But it I can't get her on the phone I am at her house. You just never know when God will take you home. Thank you for the story I am going to let mom see it.
Your are right. We don't know what other people are going through. I lost my baby brother to suecide. Here my sister and I been taking turns in taking care of our dad and trying to get ready for him to pass on but not really excepting it. My cousin came in for a visit and so I told her lets go see Terry. We could not find him. His wife did not know where he was and did not care. When she came out the door she looked very mean and hateful. She made the comment that he had his gun and went to set the sight in or with some friends. Terry was a very funny friendly, loveable guy. He would give his shirt off his back if you needed it. He just give her enough to make her happly. They had 3 boys and they seen the abuse and she made sure she put them in between the fights. That hurt Terry very bad. He would hardly talk to us about it but she made sure to come tell me her story. I told her to back off and leave him alone. I ask her what happen to the love between them. I talk to him that evening about 6:30 and I could he was not happy and he would not tell me where he was. I was with my cousin and he told us he would see the next day. I called his son and I told him his dad needed him and he said he would call him. Any way I was sitting at home sewing and I got this feeling that was so strong and I looked up at cousin and asked her you don't think Terry would kill himself do you. She said no he would not do that. He did I can't not forgive myself for not going and looking for him. This happen october 2007 and we lost our dad a day after thanksgiving. We was a family of 10 I was just thinking not to long ago how blessed we are. I am the oldest girl so I raised the younger ones and I am guess you might say a mother hen. I keep asking God to forgive Terry and to help me to pull together but it is really hard. I think of other people that are going through their problems and my heart goes out to them.
When I read your story I thought of my phone call from Terry's son that dad shot himself. I just went to the corner and cryed.
hello Martha, i just read ur messaege and i am deeply touched.i do see ur mesages in my spam and i delete all never opened any except for today.and i am so glad i did. i lost my Dad a long time ago and presently fending for a family of six(6)including Mum.i struggled with relationships hoping to fing the only true friend who will always be there for me. but i was getting lost the more.i am 27yrs now and will be getting married to a wonderful loving Angel God sent to rescue me,he showed me that i can still be what i want to be.i am a Nurse/Midwife with an Adv. dip. in DTP about to resume in College of Medicine in my country.i am givin this testimony so that others can learn to give others listening ears and opportunity to express themselves.i appreciate this opportunity.my name means gift and i want pple to grab this gift so that their lives will be full.thanks Martha for this page and the inspirations. i love you.
Thank you for your story.I too know how it is to lose love ones.I lost my mother March 26th 2001.She fell and broke her hip and had it replaced but ever made it out of recover. It was very hard to deal with.I didnot spent a lot of time with her past years because of children and working two jobs.We should always make time for are love ones.We ever know when God will call them home.I also last a nephew last year on April 16,2007 in a car accident. He was only 22 and left 2 small children and a wife behind.He was a good kid.I think of him everyday.I try to understand why those things happen to good people but only God knowns that.They are in a better place where there is know more pain.Someday we will all be together again.Thank you so much for your story.And God Bless You! Theora Beckman Cumberland MD.
It's very sad how people can be so rude and insensitive. I had a similar situation happen to me. My mother in law had a stroke that caused her to suffer for a very long time ending in her death. It was a very hard time in our lives and 2 days before she passed away my son came home from school with head lice. I was doing eveything I could to hold it together. I went to the drug store to buy lice shampoo instead of being able to grieve they way I felt I should be grieving. While at the store with my son I picked up what I needed and went to the check out. I stood in line trying not to cry when this women walked up and cut in line. I said excuse me but there is a line. She turned around and as nasty as she could she said why are you in such a hury maybe you need to just slow yourself down. Luckily I had my child with me. I put the items down and walked out. I was not going to tell her my problems but I know that someday someone will do it to her and she will wonder why people can be so hurtful.
Good Morning,
What an inspirational message. I awoke this morning, before 7am. I opened my emails. But, when I came across your video, I couldn't close it. What a story. In this life sometimes we wear masks. People see us one way, but inside there is so much hurt and pain going on. I am going through a struggle right now, but after seeing your video, I know I can make it, I know God hasn't forgotten about me, it's just a matter of time, before the darkness turns into sunshine. I pray that God will continue to bless and heal your sorrow. Always know that you have a friend in Jesus, and you can call him 24/7. Be blessed!!! Ms. B.
Thank you for sharing your sad story with us.
I thank God for the support you had from strangers during the time you were flying. May your heart be healed of the pain you are going through about your loving Mother who is in Heaven.
Thank you so much for your story. I'm writing this with tears in my eyes, so please excuse me if my spelling isn't so good. On August 15 of 2003 our 8 month old granddaughter passed away in my arms after 8 long months of misery because she suffered from a rare genetic disease of her skin. We couldn't hold her without causing her pain. People we knew would always ask how things were going, but I don't think they could really understand. I not only grieved myself, but also for my daughter, who's been amazing with helping other families that have children with rare diseases. She will always be our little angel & an inspiration to all who knew her. Six months after she passed away, I got a call in the middle of the night saying my Dad has fallen & was dead. The call was from the Doctor & I didn't believe him so asked to talk to my Mom. She confirmed what he said & we immediatley went home to be with Mom. I don't remember going there, I just remember
feeling so numb & not being able to think. I still feel the pain of their deaths even though I know they're with God in a much better place & without pain. You are
such an inspiration to all & I just wanted to say thank you, God bless you & I understand your message more than you'll ever know. Carolyn in South Dakota
Thank you for that reminder...that is one of the principles that I try to remember everyday in this busy world that we live in. "You never know what someone else is going through".
Thank you Martha.....
thank you for sharing that beautiful story.
Iam so thankful for the message in this story. Ilost my father on Sept. 25,2007. I was my daddy's little girl. He was diagnosed with melanoma cancer in his eye in Jan.2007. The doctors at Duke told us they had got it all, but by July he couldn't even go out & be in the sun because he would break out into sweating swells. When he got back to Duke on Sept.20, 2007 the cancer was already in his liver. He turned yellow and was swelling really big. I thank God I had a father like him, because when we bought him home on Sept.23 he told us he was ready to go home. That is the hardest thing you ever have to do is see the man that raised you & cared for you die. But I know 1 day I will see him agagin.
Thanks for sharing this story and those beautiful words of encouragement. I too, have lost a love one. My husband of 22 years to lung cancer. I'm only 45 years old. Even though he moved to Heaven 2 years ago, it seems like just yesterday. It has been a great struggle, but I get my joy knowing he's in Heaven building a place for us to sit on the porch and swing all day together. When people see me, I'm always smiling. If they only knew that inside my heart has been broken. But your words have help me. Thanks!
Thank you for sharing your story, today I was feeling very sorry for myself, i lost my husband of 30 years to cancer 4 months ago, he put up a good fight for four years, we won some batles but lost the war, right know i dont mind telling you that my faith is just a little shaken, had to many losses to this desease,but I am happy to say that your story and everybody's comments helped.
Thank you very much for your faith, your are very lucky.
I am in the midst of moving from an apartment to a townhouse. Yesterday, as I emptied the contents of my desk, I found two orange sticky notes with contact information on each one. I smiled, remembering those two strangers I met on a plane just 4 months ago...and wondered what their lives might look like today. This morning I am back at the apartment getting caught up on e-mail, etc. Internet won't be connected at my townhouse until later this week. I just listened to Martha Williamson's story about Strangers on a Plane. I was so moved by this story...a very personal experience that reminds us all that you never know what someone else is going through and to "give people the benefit of the doubt".
I had hoped to find a way to share my own story of Strangers on a Plane. This feels like the time and place.
Two Girls and a Guy on a Plane
I boarded the plane for a long-awaited trip to Florida to meet up with my best friend for a girl’s vacation. I had reserved an aisle seat for this trip. As I walked towards my seat, I saw that a woman was already in the window seat in our row. I stood for a few minutes before seating. The flight was full and I was waiting for the occupant of the middle seat. A young man soon came to take the seat.
When I fly, I usually read. I don’t really make an effort to strike up conversation. That would change on this trip. I could hear the young man and woman next to me chatting briefly. From what I could hear, he was a painter and had just decided last night to come to Florida to find work. He just needed to start over. I found that interesting, as I had just done the same thing a few months before. He said something to me, and then I told him I couldn’t help but overhear (what I thought I had heard). We chatted like that for several minutes before I realized his actual intention…..he was on his way to rehab. He knew he needed help and finally decided to make the call the night before. This location in Florida was the only place that could take him the next day. I will refer to him as T.
The woman on the other side of T was adorable. She too had faced some recent challenges. I will refer to her as L. Her husband had died suddenly the year before. L had been devastated, and was learning to redefine her life as a single woman with 2 teenagers still at home. One of those teenagers was a young man that she brought into her home when he had no place to go. He had witnessed his mother’s death of a drug overdose as a young child, and was left with an alcoholic father. I don’t know what led to his homelessness, but I do know that L was there when he had no place to go and opened her home and heart to him.
As we all chatted more, we found more unique connections in our life stories. L had struggled with cultural differences, coming from a country that minimized the importance of a woman’s voice, still believing in male domination. She was a professional woman and had pushed herself past the strongest grip of those conditioning voices of childhood. T had grown up without really knowing his father. He didn’t share a lot about his family, but I have no doubt his drinking was a way of masking the pain. I found it interesting that I had just completed the first draft of SuSu Sings and had it in my carry on bag. I took it out of the bag and gave it to them to read. This was my story I shared. So much of what we shared had to do with painful situations growing up and how alcoholism had impacted our lives in one way or another. Alcohol was used as a way to compensate for lack of coping skills….. coping skills ideally learned as a child. Dysfunctional childhood produces dysfunctional adults with dysfunctional coping skills. That is one big doorway to alcoholism and drug abuse.
T had 3 beers on the flight. He said he had planned to drink his last drinks before being driven to the facility. He sat between two women that supported him and did not judge him. You could feel the judgment all around though. The flight attendants, the passengers in seats surrounding us all looked at him in judgment as he ordered each beer on this morning flight. I wondered what they would think if they knew his story. I couldn’t help but wonder how many times I had been guilty of exactly the same thing – judgment without facts. It’s so easy to observe a situation and draw conclusions based on your own experience…….having no idea of the real story.
We walked off the plane together when we arrived at our destination. T wanted to stop at a bar for one last drink. L said she would sit with him, and I agreed to as well. I just had to find a bathroom. When I returned to the bar, L had already left. I spoke to T for a few minutes, and then I had to go as well.
Before the flight was over, we had exchanged e-mail addresses and cell phone numbers. We all agreed that we had not been in those particular seats on this particular flight by accident.
As I neared the exit area of the concourse, I saw a man holding a sign with a last name that looked very familiar. It was T’s. I walked up to him and told him I had been sitting next to him on the plane. I told him he was sitting at the bar having one last drink. The man said that was not a good sign – he was here because he wanted to quit. I asked him if that wasn’t a common thing though, to want to have that “one last drink”. I could understand that. He asked how far back the bar was. I told him it wasn’t that far. I saw the man holding a cell phone. I remembered the little piece of paper I had in my wallet with T’s number. I said, “I have his cell phone number. We exchanged numbers on the plane.” The man called T. T told him some story about looking for baggage. The man told him to come now; he had another pick up. I then walked away. I hope T made it. I pray for T. T was a good guy……..That I knew for sure……..A good guy that had lost his way. I’ve been there. That is why it is easy for me to recognize the signs.
Dear Martha
Thank you for that story! I teared as I read your story
thinking if I was there you wouldn't had to be alone and
you are right "You never know what someone else is going
thur" I have had a alot of struggles and people ask me how
do you go on, how do you always manage to keep smiling like nothings wrong? I tell them my moms words since I was little "GOd only puts on your shouldners what you can handle" and when the going gets tough that what I try to
focus on and just keep praying to God to please be by my side thur this all. I have always reached out to others to help them in any way I can and continue to and people ask why when I have my own problems do I invovle myself in others and I tell them its because God only puts on your
shouldners what you can handle and this is what he wants me to do, help others in need..so I do! I wish I was on that plane with you to hold your hand and tell you I was there for you. I am truly sorry of your loss of your mom but when you think of her remember all the happy times and giggles you had and God will help you thur. I will
pray for you . Love: tami
Dear Martha,
I just watched your inspirational video and wanted to thank you. I too lost my mother and had to catch a plane to another state. The other passengers on my flight were wonderful to my daughter and myself as we tried to grief in silence and most often failed. They most likely heard us talking and when we left the plane many would give us a pat on the shoulder or back and said they were praying for us.
I watched your video because I reconized your name from two of my all time favorite shows. Touched by an Angel, and Promised Land. Thank you for giving me so many hours of pleasure then and now.
Dear Martha, If I would have been on that plane with you I would have had to give you a hug. I lost my Mother two years ago, and I realize no matter how old we are it's very hard to lose a parent. I am a Mother and Grandmother, and I cried like a baby when she slipped away. I was sitting with her holding her hand and rubbing her forearm and I watched her take her last breath. I miss her like crazy and not a day goes by that I don't think about her, and I thank God that He chose her to be my Mother.
Everytime I read your blog or watch your video, I feel like I have been touched by an Angel. Thank you so very much.
Hello, everybody,
Just so you know, Porsha, I DO read the comments. They are incredibly encouraging to me and remind me that when I press the "Send" button that it's going out farther than I can possibly imagine. Thank you all so much for subscribing to "A Touch of Encouragement" and for passing it along to your friends. That's what will keep us "on the air" and supporting each other.
Take care and love to all,
Martha Williamson
You just made me cry. I too lost my mom, she passed away in 2004. You are very inspirational to me. You are a daily dose of medicine. It's amazing how you can reciceve theraphy through someone elses testimonies if you just listen. I hope you get the opportunity to read some of the comments left by people because you really are helping us through your experiences. Thank you.
My mother used to keep one of many sayings on the refrigerator. My recall is not as exact anymore since my stroke. I'll paraphrase it; Never judge until you walk in someone else's moccasins. I always try to keep that meaning in the back of my mind when I find myself losing patience. Your mom is watching with pride your remembrance.
My mom passed on to her better life 12/26/1998. After being with her in her room for 2 days, I stepped out with my brother for some dinner. I didn't really want to go...I wasn't sure why...but the nurse reassured me it'd be alright. When driving back to the convalescent home, something (Someone) told be to look at the time. It was 6:50pm. Walking into her room, my brother felt something had changed. He told me to go get the nurse. My mom had passed on. The nurse figured it was about 10 minutes before we had arrived at 7pm.
I needed TLC from anyone a few yrs. ago. I was began my recovery from stroke complications and major depression without having any medical insurance. I had lost my job and benefits of 20 yrs., my house, and legally told to file bankruptcy. I couldn't do as much multi-tasking as I did before my stroke. You see I used to work full-time, and singly parent a child having cerebral palsy, ADHD and autism spectrum disorder for 16 yrs. I found out with my son's acting out he had been sexually molested by neighborhood boys. Not being able to find affordable therapy or care for him after childhood, and not being allowed to get therapy assistance from state and federal sources without him living away from home, I had to make a heart-wrenching decision to place him in a foster home 50 miles from my home.
Having followed a misguided road from faith due to being so overwhelmed with trauma and grief, I knew I had to find a caring someone with whom to talk things out. Unfortunately, my immediate family did not get into 'talking things out'. I turned to my ex-husband and father of my son. We are now living together to support each other in our needs. I found my way to faith again by realizing God is still providing for me in times of my need and helped me find a caring Christian community to share my growth. What God provided was not the way I'd like, but the way for me to learn to be listened to and to listen.
I'm sure those participants in life on that plane learned a lesson in listening that day.
Dearest Martha,My MOM is in advanced stages of alziemer's.Sometimes i pray that GOD take her,then i sit and reality sits in,at least I can hug ,hold and kiss her.I don't want to lose her.You have alot of strngth and you are so inspirational to me.I'm so blessed to have found you on the web.You certainly make my day.Again thank you.YOU ARE VERY COURAGEOUS A LADY OF DIGNITY.GOD BLESS YOU
Bernadette Paradis
Dear Martha,
What a wonderful and meaningful message. What a blessing to find even in our deepest moments of misery - we learn the gift of compassion. I, too, as most individuals, could not learn the gift of compassion without going through some tradegy myself. Thank you again for the oportunity to think back to those times and pick up myself and travel down the road of life with this reminder to show compassion for my brother or sister in their time of need. Yes, we do not know what that other person is going through! Sandy in Pennsylvania
Whispers deep
Awake and asleep
Smile and no one will know
Just smile and let it go
The darkness within
Shadows that dim
Seeker can’t find
The light in the mind
So many tears
Ignore the fears
Try not to think
Pull back from the brink
Smile and put on the show
Just smile and let it go
So often I find myself putting on a show for the world. Whether it is pride, the fear of being pitied or simply my father's words when I was a child in a brace learning to face the stares of the world: "No one likes to see pain. Smile, even when you are hurting, because the one you smile at may be hurting more than you are and really need that smile." I don't know. But I do know this, this site has put my own pain into perspective again and reminded me of my father's words. No matter how overwhelming my own pain can be, there are always others hurting more. I am Blessed! Thank you!
this is so true--thank you for the reminder..
oh how true! We never do know do we?
Thank you for this humbling message.
Laura
Thank you for sharing Martha.
Tears is what I have ,going through my own
pain at this time ,you are wonderful Martha.
Sincerly,
James D.Fowler
Oh, My word, what a profound message today.
Our thanks seems to not be enough.
I am with a spouse of 52 years of marriage going through chemo for 5th session this week. No one suspects our daily trials as we go to the cancer center. No one suspects my heart is so heavy. Our greetings of cheer LIE our concerns in his daily struggle. He has a diagnoses of lung cancer, a non smoker. His career related illness, 40 years in electronics repairs of service to others. In retirement now. Oh, they may suspect his weight loss, or wearing pretty Christmas flannel pajamas. But we get out there in public holding hands, and smiling. Just to share. Thank you so much. I found this site, or it "found" me. Grateful for that. Mamie
What a beautiful lesson in patience and understanding.
But also in the telling of the story..such a lesson in courage and humility.
Thank you
With all the struggles I'm going thru right now. I understand that someone else out there is struggling just as much if not more than I am. Thank you for all the inspirations.
you're so right, you never know what is going on in someone else's life. thank you for sharing
thank you for sharing this story.
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