"Where will you run,,,
When there is no where left to hide,
What will you do when there is nowhere left to climb,
What will you say when all the words have gotten in the way,,,,,,,,"

"Loosing your mind, wouldn't it be better to keep it all inside". On a life journey where it involves the "spiritual" realm it can be a lonely road to travel. If you hear or see anything that no one else sees, how do you describe it? Is it to be shared? Why do you see this? Why did you feel this? God help me to understand.........

Many years ago when Danese the kids and I were living in Edgewater, Fl. I was out on a morning bicycle ride. Early morning with not too many people on the road. Fully expecting the car that was traveling in the opposite direction of me, as we approached the intersection, to continue going straight. I continued to make my way through the intersection. Just before impact I looked at the windows to see the driver, the front and side windows were fogged up. No turn signal I thought. Was there? Please God save me! I'm not quite sure of the exact events of the next few seconds but I do remember what I felt. A pair of hands. What? These hands cradle me as I took to flight. Softly setting me down in the middle of the intersection as the driver continued to drive away. My first physical emotion was to yell, "HEY!". It was the first time the driver, an elderly man probably in his late 70's, realized there was someone on the road with him that morning. He stopped, pulled over and came over to me as I sat on the road surface. As I think back I do not remember my exact state of mind but I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt I was fine. I also have to admit my first thought was not to "praise Jesus". I did not have this overwhelming need to sit on the road and elaborate my relationship with my savior. Was I aware that God had saved my life? YES! I knew it! A collision between a car and a bicyclist usually does not end with such an outcome. Bike front wheel shattered into many, many pieces. Body not even a scratch! WHY? Come now, "a pair of hands"?

CANCER! A dreaded word. A word that conjures up some very strong emotional reactions. Fear,,,, doubt,,,, aloneness,,,, peace,,,. Peace? Are you insane? How in the world does the word cancer bring out an emotion such a peace. A spot. A dark spot. "You need to have that looked at"! I made an appointment for you at the dermatologist. Hmmmm! A doctor making an appointment for a patient to see another doctor. Concern! Skin sample. All along never personally seeing the spot. Friday evening, going out for something to eat. Phone rings, " who saw the spot on your back"? The dermatologist says "you better take her to dinner because Danese just saved your life"! Appointment at the Pigmented Lession Group at the hospital of the University of Penn. Immediate appointment with the surgical oncologist. Six inch chunk taken out of lower left back. "Clark level 4". PEACE! Again, why God?

Do the events such as this happen for a purpose? Are they to confirm a "Perceived Presence" in our lives? Do they give hope? To whom? What if the outcome were different? Would the hope be the same?

These two events that happened in my life were there to serve a purpose. They both brought me to realize Gods presence in my life. But what about times when the vision is not so clear, clouded? Our minds are a powerful force within us. Many well learned people propose that we have only tapped a very small portion of the minds true abilities. But if that is true, was it ever fully turned on? When was it turned off? Are some of the "Perceived Presences" that we sense and feel a small part of what could be? An increased understanding of a spiritual realm in which the surface has really only been scratched. Is it fair to discount anyone's accounts of an event, a vision or a feeling as being just pure emotional mumbo jumbo? Some being attributed to God, some to the devil. When I was hit by the car on my bicycle there was a period of time in which I would only tell a few individuals. " A pair of hands, are you sure or are you just crazy?". Do more of us see or feel things and just write them off for fear if we were to tell anyone they would wonder about us?

Physical events. Spiritual events. Feelings. Dreams. Visions.

"Loosing your mind, wouldn't it be better to keep it all inside".


The songs lyrics for this post come from my nephews, Jason Riggs and Zach Sagrantz band , "Honor". Their album, "Threshold" speaks volumes to me every time I listen to it. Zach has a way with words that has touched me very deeply and the Jason's guitar work is as good as I've heard. Please find their album, it's available on iTunes, and give a listen.