Sunday, December 13, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Four years ago today my beloved son, Philip went home to be with Jesus. Words will never, ever be able to express the grief, that we still feel and the huge void in my heart that will always belong to Philip.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
satan (and yes I most certainly meant to put a little s) has stolen from me ENOUGH! I am no longer going to sit on the sidelines and watch as one after one of the people I love are destroyed by the enemy. It is time for Christians to wake up to the death and destruction that surround each of us, that has affected each of us in one way or another. It is no longer enough to: put them on the prayer chain, pray for them when they cross our mind, begin earnestly praying for them after they have gone so far that their life is utterly destroyed. No, I am not waiting, I am fighting. There is time for praying (which is always) and there is a time for Fighting and Praying!
My friend that time has come in my life.
Every November 19th from here on I will Celebrate! I will celebrate that Philip is with Jesus, and I will celebrate the souls that I have seen restored over the year! I will see Philip again soon, and I am taking with me his Dad, his sister Kacey, Matt and John-Philip, his Wife Rhonda and his Children Madison and Malachi. YES I AM!!! But that is not enough. I am taking his grandparents, his cousins, his friends, his aunts and his uncles. YES I AM!!!
I am not sitting back any longer. I am running out of time. My alarm has gone off, the wake-up call has been received. I have answered and I am on my way to work.
This is where you come in...PRAY FOR ME! I am not naive enough to think that it will be smooth sailing, but I know who my Captain is. I am working for One who speaks and the winds and waves obey his voice. As a matter of fact He made them.
This simple and heavily quoted verses says it all. This is what God is doing in my life.
"He restoreth my soul: He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake." Psalms 23:3
I want to tell as many as I can about the love of Jesus. I want to tell them about the great "Restorer", He can restore and He wants to restore lives. I am living proof.
People don't just wake up one day and say "you know, I think I am going to quit on God today, I don't want to serve Him, I don't trust Him, I am going to get as far into sin as I can and leave God and destroy my family. No it happens over time. It happens after a few hurts, some anger, some disappointment. But it happens...every day, it happens. I want to tell them and make them believe that they can be restored through the Great Restorer my Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. These things could just as easily happen to me or to you. We make decisions everyday to serve God, to do right. I don't have to tell you how fast it can happen. If you have been around any length of time, you know it. Don't let it take death and destruction in your own family to realize the pain of those around you. I don't have the time to preach an entire sermon but you get the jist of it!
I have been earnestly praying for God's divine, perfect will for my life and this is where He has lead me. I don't know yet what all it entails. I am just taking one step at a time. I know I have a work to do. Call it a Ministry, a Work, whatever you want, I call it God's will for my life.
My dear friend Nina named the "Ministry". I told her the new name for November 19th, then I shared with her my heart, my burden, and my excitement to go after my family, friends, fellow Christians, and strangers. She said with a big smile Operation Restoration. So there it is my friends please pray for "Operation Restoration"!
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Thank you seems so inadequate to those of you who prayed for my grandson. Thank you, thank you, thank you! I know the throne was bombarded for R.J. and God answered. He is such a miracle.
Please continue to pray for him. The trial for the man who did this is coming up next month. It is going to be a very hard time. Please pray for us all through this time ahead.
At some time I will post before and after pictures so you can actually see the miracles you were a part of.
Again, we thank you so much for your prayers.
The McGee Family
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
I had that all in my heart as I took plenty of pictures and held them and kissed them while their Mom finished all the paper work. They cooperated with my picture taking wonderfully. Madison was sitting on my lap and she saw my eyes a "little" watery and she said, "you're gonna cry ain't you MeMe". I think I did very well.
For right now Madison likes school for the most part. Malachi says the best part of the day is the bus and the worst part is school! They are so cuuuute.
I thought I would share the pictures from the big day.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
He has a $75,000.00 bond so as far as we know he is still in jail. The trial is set for October.
R.J. is doing pretty well. He is at the rehab center. He still is under a lot of pain meds and he still can't have a feeding tube yet. It is 5 months today since he was admitted to the hospital.
There have been a lot of miracles in the last five months. He still has a long way to go. We have not got to see him since Father's Day week-end. We are praying that we will get to go soon.
Thank you so much for your prayers and anytime we cross your mind please pray some more.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Please keep praying for his physical and psychological healing. The person who did this is still not arrested yet. He also cannot have anything other than TPN right now so he is getting no nourishment to his small bowel right now. That needs to happen.
Thanks so much for all the prayers. Please for his brothers Connor and Bryson. We had the boys for a week and they shared with us "what happened". This was such a heart wrenching story I can't begin to share right now. The abuse was to all the boys, R.J. just got the worst of it.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Please pray for R.J. on the emotional side. He is dealing with a lot. He has been in the hospital for three long months. He doesn't believe me when I tell him that he is getting better and that he will heal. I told him he will run and play again, and he said "no I won't MeMe." Needless to say that broke my heart. Pray also for his brothers Connor and Bryson who are in Tennessee with the other grandparents. All three have been abused for some time now and they all have a lot of healing to do....we all have a lot of healing to do.
I will update sooner next time. Sorry to take so long. Thanks so much for the prayers, that has been what has sustained him and us.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Last Friday on May 8th, the psychologist came to talk to R.J. and get him ready to speak with detectives. At first his was a little intimidated by one of the detectives. I met him and I believe it was probably due to his size. He is a very nice man but very large, and my R.J. is very little. The psychologist picked up on this and asked if he would feel better speaking with just his dad and the other detective in the room, R.J. said "yes".
After just a few questions and making him comfortable R.J. told them that "Rocky", his mom's boyfriend is the one who hurt him. They then ask did he hurt you with his hand and the detective held out an opened hand, R.J. shook his head no and then folded his little fist and made motions like hitting his stomach. Though we knew this was probably the case it still made us literally sick to our stomachs when we heard.
This man was supposed to be brought in the following Monday for a scheduled lie detector test and interrogation to follow. He was cooperative at the beginning of the investigation but he has since refused the test and has "lawyered up".
My husband spoke with the detectives on Friday. They say they could arrest him but they don't want to arrest him and then let him walk, they want all their ducks in a row. They are now planning to question R.J. again and have the CID video tape the interview and then turn it over to the District Attorney.
Isn't it amazing how the wheels of justice turn. Seems to me that more is done to protect the perps more than the victims.
Politicians.....the D.A. is retiring and a new one is coming in so that supposedly slowed things down. Don't you know if it was the D.A.'s grandson it wouldn't have got put on hold because the "retirement dinner is today"...direct quote from the detectives.
Yes, I am upset. But praise God, I am glad my hope for justice does not depend on the detectives and D.A., but God the supreme judge knows about this and it is in HIS hands regardless of what the authorities believe. Trust me, it is hard however to not want to help God out with some speedy revenge of my own. "Vengeance is mine saith the Lord, I will repay."
At some point I know that I know to pray for this man. I will be honest as of right now I haven't done that. Oh great, there comes the conviction so guess what I am going to stop and do now.
Well, I'm back and that was hard. When I stopped writing to pray, I asked my husband had he ever prayed for Rocky. He said, "yes, a couple of times, I even witnessed to him when I was there." Well, we see who is more spiritual in this situation.
I honestly want the man to meet Jesus, (in more ways than one)....just kidding. I do pray for his soul, but I just as much want him to pay for what he did to my grandson. You know it's hard sometimes to know how to pray, but thank God for Jesus who just takes it to the Father for us.
By the way, R.J. is still in PICU at Oklahoma Universtiy Children's Hospital. He is doing well considering. He is still having "wash outs" every other day. He has 6 drains out of his abdomen. They are all doing the jobs they are supposed to. He has the colostomy in place and it will be there for a year. He is still not "out of the woods" yet, but he sure is a lot closer. We still need your prayers and thank you so much for your prayers, phone calls, and emails. They mean more than you know.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
On the 7th my youngest grandson, John-Philip turned one year old. He is such a joy. We had his party on Saturday. We woke up to storms it stopped for the party and started again after the party.
Ain't God Good! We had a great turn-out and yes Kacey was stressed to the max to give her first birthday party. She did great!
The funniest thing however, is when she got all stressed out because some of the older kids started wanting to swap out some of the goodies from their goody bag because they didn't get a sucker. She almost panicked, I laughed and told her to chill out. The worse part was that it was like looking in a mirror. Bless her heart, she is so much like her mother. Please pray for her.......no really, because I am always going to be her mother. God bless her little ole heart!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Rusty was so excited when he called and told us, we had only a moment, but he put the phone to R.J.'s mouth and I heard the most precious words....."I love you MeMe". It don't get any better than that. I didn't know if I would ever hear that or anything else from my precious grandson again. Poppa missed out on getting to talk because that was all the talking for the night. However, he has since spoken to R.J. and got to hear precious words and had a little bit of a conversation.
Look what happens when God's people pray. Jimmy and I can never thank you enough for your prayers and support.
Please don't stop praying. He is not "out of the woods", yet. After all that excitement Monday night, we got a call Tuesday morning that he was spitting up blood. He now appears to have a bleeding ulcer. They also found a pocket of fluid but can't figure out where it originated so they added another drain.
This has truly been a roller coaster experience but thrilling to watch all the miracles time and time again.
We have no clue what tomorrow holds but we do know who holds tomorrow.
Please keep praying.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Please continue to pray for us as we battle all the emotions of this situation. I wish I could say that we were so spiritually mature that we just trust God and don't worry. We know we can trust Him, it's just the thought of our precious grandson, hurting emotionally and physically is just sometimes so overwhelming.
That is when we read Psalm 61: ...when my heart is overwhelmed, lead me to the rock that is higher than I...!
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
My, My, My, what miracles. Everyday he is alive is a miracle. Nothing short of a miracle. He is still critical and I catch myself trying to guard my optimism, but you know what? I am witnessing a miracle and I just need to see it for what it is!
Praise be to my Father, great things He has done!
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
They are going in today to see how the "hook-up" is holding. They are keeping him paralyzed so that nothing comes apart. We don't get to talk to him and get a response but we still talk to him and tell him how much we love him and that we are here.
O.K. he is back from surgery. All went well! From what they could see everything is holding together. He has to make it through the next two days and if he does then they say half of the battle is won.
They let him wake up, they took away the paralytic meds so now he is looking at us and responding very well. If all goes well they may take him off the ventilator tomorrow.
Please pray for us tomorrow. If he is off the ventilator and can talk and we may find out what happened to him. This will prove to be difficult and we are sure heart breaking.
It is hard to concentrate right now but I hope this gets you pretty much updated. Please keep the prayers coming.
Thanks to all of you who have been praying.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
We really need your prayers. As soon as they take the tube out of his throat the detectives will question him. Please pray that we can be there. He is very safe and secure with us there. I am afraid he will be too afraid to tell the truth if we are not there to reassure him that he can come home with us when this is all over.
The surgeons are going (in) everyday and looking and as soon as the swelling is down enough they will start reconstruction. Therefore we will really have no warning it could be any time. The surgery will be 6-8 hours.
Our life as you can imagine is up in the air. We need to work, but our heart is to be with our grandson to help him recover and mostly to protect him. We don't know what happened, who hurt him and it is so very difficult to be 800 miles away. We are self-employed so we can get up and go without a boss to answer to. However, work has been basically non-existent since the first of the year. My husband is trying to do some small jobs enough to finance our trip back and stay there. Hotels and traveling is very expensive. Please pray for provisions so that we can be where we need to be.
I will update as soon as possible.
Thank you so much for your prayers. It is a miracle that our grandson is still with us. He is not "out of the woods" by any means, so we continue to need your prayers for R.J. We would love to be celebrating his 9th birthday with him here safe and sound.
Monday, April 6, 2009
R.J. is the red head! Connor-left, Malachi-front
R.J., Malachi, and Austin - Spring Break 09
We have three grandsons who live in Lawton, Oklahoma. Until the middle of March we have not been able to see them for four years. My step-daughter left with them and wouldn't have any contact with us. I know you're wondering why, well if we knew I would tell you. The father has called us throughout this time period keeping us informed about their welfare and such. It is a tough situation. Misty, my step-daughter did not come in to our lives until 1999. We got to know her and love her and she made us grandparents. We absolutely loved and adored our grandchildren. She got mad one day and up and left and until March we had not spoken with her. However, we have prayed continually for our grandsons, their well-being and most importantly their salvation. Just days after my husband felt like he really petitioned God more earnest than ever before; we received a phone call from Misty. She said she was having problems with the oldest boy R.J. (he is 8) and would we consider taking him for his spring break. Well, we couldn't wait. We drove and met them in Arkansas and picked up R.J.
However, we have prayed continually for our grandsons, their well-being and most importantly their salvation. Just days after my husband felt like he really petitioned God more earnest than ever before; we received a phone call from Misty. She said she was having problems with the oldest boy R.J. (he is 8) and would we consider taking him for his spring break. Well, we couldn't wait. We drove and met them in Arkansas and picked up R.J.
Sometimes answered prayers are not simple and sweet sometimes it is very painful. "God, we believe, help thou our unbelief"
We were on our way to the airport Wednesday, to pick up my mother-in-law when we got a call that R.J. was being air-lifted from Lawton, OK to Oklahoma Universty. We got Jimmy's mom went to the house threw very few things in to a bag and left. We got here at 9:00 am on Thursday morning to find that he was here not because he was sick and his stomach had been perforated "as we were told", but instead it was a blunt force trauma, still under investigation. The other two boys Connor and Bryson are in protective custody. My husband along with the parents are in Lawton, OK now trying to see the boys and see if they can be released to our care. Rusty was in Iraq and got here Friday night, therefore, we are hoping they will release them to his custody.
There is so much so I will try only to cover the medical issues and you can just use your imagination at how we are dealing with the questions of who did this to our grandson.
The injury was so severe that his small intestine was totally ripped apart from his stomach. It had been in this state for 24-30 hours before receiving medical attention. He died once on the flight and was revived. He then was not able to make it to the children's unit of the university so the pediatric surgeons literally ran to the other side and had to open him up right there in E.R. to save his life and stop the bleeding. We have done through 2 more surgeries since then. They actually do the surgeries in his hospital room in PICU because it is too dangerous for him to be moved. The surgeries are explatory/cleaning surgeries. His stomach is still open with a wound vac inside. Friday they found more dead bile and had to remove it, the surgeon said no more can die or we will have to let him go. The chaplain came in during the middle of the surgery to prepare us that he was probably not going to make it.
He made it!
He had surgery again Sunday morning, they removed part of his colon that had died. He did well through that surgery.
He is on dialysis, ventilator and chest tubes, and multiple drains and tubes all in him. His liver is in bad shape but has improved in the last 24 hours.
They are keeping him paralyzed because it is too dangerous for him to be awake. However, for them to get a feel for his awareness underneath the drugs, they backed it off for a few minutes and he looked at us and got too excited his blood pressure went way too high. They had to quickly put him back under. But for a brief moment he looked straight into Poppa's eyes and he squeezed and held on to his MeMe's hand.
This is all I can handle right now. We sure do covet your prayers. We don't know who hurt this baby and the detectives have not gotten anywhere .
Please pray that the truth is revealed and that we can give these boys a home of love and protection.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
John-Philip has to be the sweetest baby boy I have ever known. The kid is always smiling, which is a constant reminder of how good God is to me. I mean part of that in a funny way because my son-in-law is not a "smiler", and I was afraid John-Philip wouldn't smile. However, seriously I did pray God please let that baby be happy and smile. He smiles ALL THE TIME, unless he is just horribly sick, which he has been a couple of times. You never have to coax him. The other day Kacey, John-Philip and I were about to get out of the car and we were talking about his smiling. We decided to experiment, we turned around and just looked at him. He immediately began smiling, that big beautiful smile. We just stared at him. After a couple seconds he just stared at us with his smile slowly fading. He would start to smile again but just look back and forth at us wondering what was going on. I felt terrible I couldn't continue so I smiled and he got his big smile back looking rather relieved.
You know it was funny then but as I am writing this now, it makes me realize how important your expressions are to the little ones. So keep on smiling everybody.
Tuesday, Malachi and Madison had to go to the doctor for a check-up and shots. Madison went first as Malachi set on the examining table at the top by Madison's head. Madison made it through the first two shots but on the third one she let out a squeal and began to cry. Malachi being the loving brother that he is gently put his hands on both sides of Madison's face and said, "Maddie, it's gonna be ALRIGHT!" Then, he promptly looked at his mom and said, "I ain't doing that", and jumped from the table and headed for the door. Rhonda and the nurse captured him and he took he shots against his will but as bravely as possible. He tried so hard not to cry. With tears in his eyes he kept making funny little laughing noises to keep from crying.
The sweetest part was after they headed home. Here is what Malachi told Madison. Maddie, whatever you want to do I will do it with you. We are going to MeMe's tonight and whatever you want to take I will help you get it and I will carry it for you.
How precious is that? I tell you the things children say are so precious. We have never had twins in our family and watching them has been so fun. They are so close.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Who would have dreamed you could really get that much out of an ENTIRE bottle of liquid soap?
I have had the extreme pleasure of having my "Bookers" (grandbabies) 4 days a week for the last couple of weeks. Well, when you can't get outside and you have done everything else...a bubble bath is a good idea. (or is it) Madison and Malachi love taking baths. They don't take baths together anymore, but...at MeMe's house with the jacuzzi tub and all the bubbles we make an exception from time to time. After all they can't see each other for all the suds. With the toys in place and the jets going and the bubbles forming I left for a couple minutes to ask Poppa about his meeting he just got back from. Before leaving the bathroom, I said, "no more bubbles and no more water". Well I think my couple of minutes went a little longer. As Poppa and I sit in the other room just enjoying listening to the laughter of our precious, obedient, beautiful grandbabies; we noticed the giggling was really intense. Then we hear..."MeMe you need to come here." A quick glance at Poppa and then off to the bathroom. I just stand there for a second. They are looking at me not sure whether they were in trouble. They only called me in there because they could no longer find the button to turn off the jets. I roll up my pant leg and got in to get the jets turned off. I turned to look at them the anticipation still on their little faces. I laughed and then of course I went for the camera.
Now you can tell by the pictures that they were really repentant over using the rest of the liquid soap and adding more water after being told not to.
I couldn't even rinse them I just had to dry off all the bubbles. They were very sticky. Here is the worst part of all. I am dealing with bronchitis right now, so I didn't really feel like cleaning the tub right then. The next morning I tumble out of bed, truly desiring a nice hot bath only to be rudely awakened by a tub of toys and soap scum like you have never seen. After writing this I realize that is what I should have snapped a picture of as to warn other brave grandparents of the after effects of the "cute little bubble bath".
So after clearing out the toys, I took a wash cloth thinking I would simply clean the tub now. That didn't happen. I realize the scum is on every surface, including candles. It can't be just wiped you had to actually scrub the thick scum. So I climb into the tub and one 45 year old leg went one way and one went the other and my arm tried to break the fall. It was an ugly sight. I can only imagine how my husband heard it. A large thud, a laugh, and then a moan.
I hear in voice that sounds like I am really afraid to ask this question. "Honey, are you okay?" Yeah, I replied. "Are you sure?" Yeah, I'm just cleaning the tub.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
We have started a tradition at the McGee house. Now that we have built the two-story "Booker's Fort" we go up on Christmas Eve and read the Christmas Story. This year was quite different than last year. Last year it was cold and Christmasy! This year it was hot and stormy.
Kacey, Matt, and John-Philip were the first to arrive. It was storming, the rain was horrendous and the winds were literally tornado strength winds. I ran outside with a huge umbrella to help them in. The umbrella did the inside out thing a couple of times, but we made it. I had to change clothes my skirt was soaking wet.
We had a spread of each one's favorite request. Kacey- hot wings, Rhonda - asparagus wrapped in ham, Malachi-stuffed eggs, Matt-red velvet cake, and we all had to have "Jimmy's famous Potato Salad". This year I told Rhonda and Kacey they had to make something special. Kacey and Matt made homemade bread stuffed with chicken, cheese and peppers which was surprising wonderful. Rhonda made a lemon icebox pie which was also very good and I think they were very proud of their selves .
When the meal was over we opened gifts. This is normally saved til last but with it being a church night things got switched around. By the time it was finished it was time to leave for church. Poppa, Malachi, Madison and I went to church. My backslid daughters (literally) stayed home so they had to clean up which was really cool. However, I would have cleaned it all by myself for the next week in exchange for them attending the service with me.
We never cancel services at our church. I really love that and appreciate that about our Pastor.
It was a nice time. The "faithful" were there for a sweet time of scripture reading, singing around the piano and a special time of sharing our hearts with one another.
When we got back we went up to the fort. Poppa had decked it out with the garland and lights. It was around 60 degrees so I didn't think about the "hot cocoa". However, as soon as we were all seated Malachi asked for it. He was appalled that I hadn't made it. Poppa climbed back down and got he and Madison a soda, after being informed that we couldn't possibly proceed without drinks.
Poppa read the Christmas Story as I looked around at my family. Appreciating another year of having them to love, another year of watching their beautiful faces snuggled altogether listening to the "Christmas Story".
I hope each of you had a wonderful Christmas and just remember cherish every gathering of your family together because you never know when one will be missing from your circle.
Lots of love,
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- I am happily married to Jimmy McGee, he is my best friend and the love of my life. I have two children. My son Philip who went on to be with the Lord in November 2005, at the age of (almost) 21 and left behind my precious daughter-in-law Rhonda and his twin babies Madison and Malachi who are so very precious to me. My beautiful daughter Kacey who will be 21 on April 26th. Kacey is happily married to Matt Henry and they are expecting their first child John-Philip at the end of May. These are the people most dear to me and make my world the wonderful place that it is! JUST ADDED! New grandson was born on May 7th John-Philip Ryne Henry!