So Many Answered Prayers…

Fifty years ago found my brother and me growing up in a less than desireable home environment.  Our parents were struggling  with a multitude of problems brought on by alcohol abuse.  I think back to those times, and I know that scores of prayers must’ve been sent up on behalf of my parents, my brother, and me.  I also know that many of those prayers were answered.  We both grew up to be healthy, happy individuals with no desire to partake in alcohol.  Our parents even  took a six-year hiatus from drinking, and got their lives somewhat in order, not an easy task since they’d  lost nearly everything that they owned.

I remember back to the late sixties, when my parents were sober and doing good, I was halfway through school, and  my brother was happily married.  Unfortunately the Vietnam War was going on.  Like so many others during that time, my brother was drafted to go and fight in the war.  He served his time in the army and got sent to Vietnam, but returned safely and unharmed to his loving wife…more answered prayers!

By the late eighties my parents health had declined rapidly.  The years of alcohol abuse and prescription medication abuse finally took its toll.  They were in their late 50’s at the time.  I was 35 years old, happily married, and had three children aged 3, 6, and 9.  Suddenly I found myself being forced to deal with both of my parents being hospitalized– for four long months. 

My father was in ICU for over 2 months and wasn’t expected to live.  When he beat the odds and survived, he had to go through rehab.  My mother had a complete mental breakdown, and was in the mental ward the entire 4 months.  The hospital was a 125 mile round trip drive from my house.   I can honestly say those were the most difficult and trying months of my entire life.  I had to try to be everything to everyone and there were times when I didn’t know how much more I could endure…then I would pick myself up and go again.  I know that many, many prayers went up for me, my family, and my parents during those months, and they were answered. 

I believe because of those answered prayers, I never had an accident or any car trouble on those many trips driving alone to the hospital–once I drove home in the middle of the night after being up for two days and nights.  Usually,  I managed to drive to and from the hospital, visit both parents, and still be home when the children arrived home from school.  My parents survived, but were forced to enter a nursing home facility at the end of four months.  It was not what they preferred, but for the first time in my life, I didn’t have to worry about them.  I knew they’d be taken care of, and wouldn’t have access to things that weren’t good for their health.  So many answered prayers…

Ten years later, both of my parents were deceased, two of our children had graduated from high school, and the last one was just three years away from graduation.  Life was fairly calm…just before the next storm when I discovered that I had two masses on my ovary.  I wasn’t overly concerned–at first.  That was before I had a CA 125 test that came back elevated(possible indicator of cancer).  Suddenly my life was turned upside down again, as I faced my own mortality.  Many prayers went up again…and once again God heard and answered.  The test was wrong!  My ovarian masses weren’t cancer, but were by-products of a massive case of endometriosis.  Not only were the masses not malignant, but the hysterectomy cured many of the health issues that I’d suffered from for several years!  God answers prayers!

Flash forward six more years…our daughter had been married for 5 years, and  desperately wanted to be a mother.  After a year of trying, Brandy finally became pregnant–just before a scheduled appointment to a fertility specialist!  The pregnancy wasn’t an easy one though.  It was nine long months of ups and downs, tears and prayers, bed rest and hospitalizations.  Almost anything that could go wrong, did go wrong–and it was like that for the entire pregnancy and delivery!  Despite all of the ups and downs, trials and tribulations, God answered our prayers when little Madison Elizabeth was born healthy.

 I’m so grateful for all of those answered prayers–and for the ones who prayed those prayers.  In the midst of all of the mentioned situations, I always felt God’s strength and presence.  Although I didn’t know how each situation would turn out, I had faith that God would see us though, and He did. 

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  1. What a great testimony! I’ve heard most of that before but still, God can and does I’m sure use your story to help show how He gets us through.

    I’ll be sending you my address soon! Thanks for the chance to play!


  2. Thank you Kathy for such a heart-felt post. I found it mirroring my childhood, yet I have to admit when I wrote my post, those times did not come to mind. I am so ashamed of myself for not thanking Him for getting me through those times. My parents were both alcoholics, mom ended up in a mental ward for some time. I don’t remember for how long, I was very small. I remember her being on the phone, and daddy coming in and hitting her over the head with a boltle or glass. She eneded up in the hospital mental ward that night. After she got out she divorced my dad, and we moved (my mom 2 sisters and myself). Later, when I was older my 2 sisters were married, but I was still at home, for some reason she and I went to vistit my dad, and the trouble started all over again. He was verbally abusinve to me and physically abusive to my mom. God got me through all of that and got us out of Daddy’s grasp once again.

    When I was 13, my mom died, and I ended up having to live with my dad again. Same old story. The abuse goes on. I told the welfare, showed them bruises, black-eyes and other proof, but they said it was “my word against his” and it wasn’t enough proof, so I was stuck with him until I married at the tender age of 18 just to get away from him. The trouble saga goes on. I didn’t know it at the time because I didn’t know the man very well whom I married, but He was an alcoholic also. I had never seen him in a setting outside my work , (I was a waitress), and he seemed charming when he came to the restaurant. Anyway, I married him to get away from my dad actually going from the frying pan into the fire. I came close to becoming an alcoholic along with my husband as well, Our second home was the NCO Cub. Seven years later, God gets me out of that situation, ( I was not even in church then). I was smart enough to see what was happening to me before the alcohol demon took me under, and divorced my husband. About a year later, I remarried to a very sweet man ( I thought) and we were together for 7 years (happily or so I thought). I came home from work one night to him telling me he wanted a divorce. He found his “soul mate” down the block. So another divorce. I remarried a year later and we’ve been together for almost 24 years. God saw me through ALL of that, even when I didn’t ask him too, didn’t acknowledge Him, or even care if He existed. He was there for me, I will never be able to thank Him enough for loving me and “putting up with me” during those times. So when I saw your story, it shook me to the core that I had not mentioned hoe He kept His hand on me during my childhood and young adulthoood. I was a “hit and miss Christian”for many years. I only developed a true Relationship with Him a little over 11 years, and I am so thankful I did. I’m sorry for such a long comment, but your story flooded my heart and soul with all these things that I didn’t acknowledge my Savior for taking care of me. Thanks for sharing your story and thank you for allowing me to share mine.

    God Bless,


  3. Wonderful testimony and evidence to the power of prayer. God Bless you and your family and may you always travel with God.

  4. God is faithful through everything! Thank you for sharing your story and your gratitude!

  5. Hi Kathy,

    Thank you for such a beautiful and uplifting testimony. Even though you went through your share of hard times…God was always right there with you. We may never know the extent of the protection and blessings we have enjoyed because someone prayed for us. What a wonderful post.

    God bless you!



  6. Thanks for such a great example of how we can have a lifetime of answered prayers!!!

  7. I stumbled upon your blog through the McKlinky blog hop. Thanks for sharing your story. I enjoyed reading your testimony of God’s love. : )

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