I have always believed in God, and would often pray to him

and talk to him as child, ​​It was my dads responsibility

and my mums to pray for us all, to Lord Jesus and help us understand our bible.

This all got spoiled when my parents divorced, when I was 5 years old,

 my mum stopped going to church and lost her faith and hope in Jesus and

we had no one praying over our house to Jesus and God

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When I was about 18 years old, I became exhausted, with all of this and family life

without dad in our home, to help us. My mum suffered with depression and treatment for it

back then was not kind and my mum lost her ability to do her art work,  in the way she would have liked to.  My younger brother and I were able to spend our summer holidays with my dad, stepmother

 and my stepsisters, It was heavenly just being with dad and my dads, Golden Retriever dog, "Sandy."​

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 I did not have my bible with me in hospital and continued to be frightend of God and

everything, I just needed my dad. The nurse in charge was very kind, and I told him 

everything, and I asked him to go and see my mum and bring my cat for me. 

The nurse did not do this, I continued being frightend of God, and I did not know how to pray.

 My vision and speach started going as did my ability to control the movements of my

legs and arms. My mum came to visit me, I tried to talk to her, but she did not stay. ​​

A nurse came from another ward one afternoon, sharing invitations with us, 

to go to a concert for Jesus, I was very pleased to have this, and sat in my room

and called upon Jesus name, that was all I could do, I continued with not being able 

to control my movements, in my legs and arms and was completetly

 exhausted by this and giving up. At that moment, God helped me, 

I did not realise this though at the time.

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My legs and arms slowly started to relax and my vision improved also

 and I continued to get better. My stepmother came to visit me and said my dad sat

up in bed and called out my name, her last words to me were very precious, before going

home to heaven.The nurse in charge came to see me and apologised for not getting

back to me, with my cat, he had to go on holiday, he was very uspet and gave

me a bag of sweets, I thanked him. My friend let me ride her beautiful horse when

I came out of hospital. I had to ask her to put me on a leading rein, as I was still

having problems with my vision, and my legs and arms were

not strong enough, to ride her horse on my own. 

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​When I was about 22 years old, all was not going well with my marriage, and I was

continuing being frightened of God. I had my bible with me in this hospital and

a sketch of a foal with me also, that I drew, not from my heart though, from an art book,

that my mum gave me, when I was 12 years old, all about horses. My mums art work was

incredable, she was awarded a schollarship for art school in her younger years and had to turn

it down to help her mum. I was so happy to have this horse book and still have this sketch book. 

My first sketch I did, was when I was about 10 years old, it was a dog and was perfect and

looked real, I drew it from my heart and gave it to my mum and my mum did not aprove

of this. It was a gift from God to help me cheer her up, I did not

realise this though at the time and I was never blessed by God,

 to draw from my heart like that again.

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 My eldest sister informed me after my mum had passed away, that mum

would not stop going on about a dog she had as a child, when about 3 or 4 years old, 

and it died in a very tragic way, her dad may have bought it for her. It proberbly saved her life,

God was trying to help her know it was in heaven, from my sketch for her. My mum was

never able to forgive her mum for leaving her dad, when my mum was about five years old

and never saw him again, he was able to write to her though. I gave the sketch

of the foal to my doctor, helping me with my marriage,

 he said, "All you need is your bible,"  

 

​My marriage ended and I continued with horse riding. 

I had two beutiful horses to ride, from the riding stables in these lessons,

one being privately owned, I did dressage on this and the other horse my favourite, 

I did cross country on, she suffered a problem with her neck, so I would keep her

on a long rein, when riding in the  beautiful countryside, on my own at

the weekends and would tell her everything.

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A few  years later I found a new relationship and was very happy,

 all started to not go well in my relationship and future wedding plans were over, 

I sought to try and find help from my bible, that one of my older sisters gave me as a gift,

when I was 11 years old, and read a page, that I could not understand,

 I found a church to go to end of 2003 and was helped with my bible and in August 2006,

I sought Lord Jesus in prayer for forgivness.

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​​Susan and Family

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