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I am kind of new here and I did not know where I needed to post this. This is some what of a prayer and part shock. To understand I need to go back years ago:
As you guys can tell my name is Ben. I am thirty three years old. I am married to a wonderful woman name Shallen. We met in June of 2011 on Plenty of fish. Eleven months later we got married at a wonderful Christian coffee house called Holy Joe's with our families and closet friends there.
The first month of our marriage was great. Then a month after we got married my wife had a bi polar attack which lead her to be in the mental hospital for two weeks. I had never seen her have an attack before that. I knew about her sickness but never imagine it would happen again cause the whole year we we're engaged and dating she seemed normal. She held down a job and everything.
I also had a job. I worked in a retail store by our old apartment. I was the head bagger there from 01 until August of last year. But I will get to that here in a bit.
My wife was in the hospital like I said for two weeks and during that time I felt defeated in a way I never felt before. The second day she was in the hospital we we're talking on the phone while I was on lunch and she felt so defeated and sad. She was not sure if I was real and our marriage was real and all kinds of sad things. I knew in my hearts of hearts this was an attack from Satan.
My mother in law called me up at work (she worked for the same company I did) and told me that Shallen had been court order into the hospital. At that time I was told there was a clean up by the beer area. Hot sauce was everywhere. I went to clean it. As I was cleaning I just started to cry. I called out to God and asked him what do I need to do? Right then a song came on the road at my store. Casting crowns courages came on. I felt the words hit me real deep. There I felt God like I never felt him before. He told me get up and to go over to her job and get her job saved and for three days during the lunch time he wanted me to fasted. So for the first time I really did what God told me to do.
God told me that a week later my wife would be coming home on the last day of my fasting. A week later she did. She did a full 360.
Sorry this is kind of long but in the end you'll see how God had connect it all togeather and why I am in shock right now.
After my wife got better the day after July 4 I was walking home from work for lunch. All I remember about that day was walking in and passing out as soon as I came in. I had gotten over heated. My wife called my job up and told them I would not be coming in for the rest of the day. They knew all that had happen to us the month before and how tired and warn out I really was and the next day was Friday and I was off on the weekends. So they told my wife they would see me on Monday and for me to rest. During that weekend my wife and I had a talk about maybe me taking some time off of work. I was worn out and I was depressed real bad and was battling anxienty and I was a complete mess. So on the following Monday I told my job I would be taking a month and a half off. I was going to the doctor to get a note and I needed a break from it all.
We did not know how we would be okay money wise but I did what I felt lead by the spirit to do. I took off for a month and a half. God did miracles for us during those six weeks. After that I got better. But my wife would have another attack just a few days before Christmas and she would be in the hospital again during our first Christmas as a married couple.
She only stated in the hospital for a week that time. After that she was okay again and things got back to normal until March of 2013 when we had a big event hit us.
My mom's ex called us up one evening and my mom was out of it. My mom lived just five minutes from us. I met my wife over there and we had to take my mom to the hospital. She had a mini stroke and ended up in the hospital for a week. There we also found out she had dementia. My mom at the time was working helping to take care of handicap people. Something she done my whole life. I had health issues of my own and was in the MR and LD classes my whole life. My mom was told she could not work every again. That meant she had to leave her apartment. We went and talk to our old land lords and they we're going to give us this one two bedroom apartment. But each time it was time they keep lying to us. Finally we got the key to another two bedroom apartment. The night we got the keys and was told we could move in I was at work and it was around 10 at night and I only had an hour left of work and I got a call from my wife. My nephew who was 18 at the time had gotten his old GF pregnant and they had a daughter just four months before. Their daughter had rolled over and sids happen. We had to rush to the hospital. She was brain dead. I had to take a few more days away from work cause our complex only gave us three days to move. So during the night I would be carring boxes over there while going back and fourth to the hospital. During those three days my great niece passed away. So while dealing with that blow I also had to deal with that move. on the move day I moved for 12 hours got 4 hours of sleep and pulled a 9 hour shift. I was starting to lose it again. We try to get me help but cause of my insurance I could not get help. So we dropped my insurance and I only worked part time. Luckly my mom was able to get on SS. During that summer I had another break down during the same time and had to take another leave off of work. By that time we noticed something was up with my health. My wife had another attack and this time she had a health aid nurse come to our apartment to help her. For six months he would help her. He also was also a strong Christian and helped her spiritual. She keep obbession over demons but slowly that begin to change. She is now two years with out a bi polar attack. PTL
She started to get better but I did not. Last summer my health got so bad that we found out I had fibromyalgia. I keep feeling like someone was ripping off my skin and I was hurting and depressed. the night we found out about it I had a bad attack. I was at work and I felt sick to my stomach. I sat down for few minutes and it went away. an hour later it hit me again. This time my whole body lost it. I felt like I had been in a car wreck after working out for hours. I called my wife to come and get me. I could barley talk and walk. a few day later it hit me again and that was the last day I worked. the next day I quick. I could not do it anymore
Fast forward to April. My mom met a guy who is just like her and she is now staying with him and his family. My father in law owns a few apartments and we ended up move there. My wife, our dog and I moved there. I went from being a bag boy to now helping with apartments. I don't work cause of my health. I am trying to get on SS. My wife gets it and works part time.
Now for the reason for this thread. I found out that today our old complex had a huge fire and 16 familes lost everything including their pets. It looks like our old apartments could of been one of them. I am in shock yet also in thanksgiving that God got us out of there when he did. Just the other day my wife was asking me did we make the right choice? I've been looking at all of this and how over the past few years God been doing one thing after another. I can say yes we made the right choice.
I am sorry that this thread has been long I just needed to get this all off my chest and ask that you all pray for the familes that lost everything. God bless and thank you for taking the time to read this long thread.
As you guys can tell my name is Ben. I am thirty three years old. I am married to a wonderful woman name Shallen. We met in June of 2011 on Plenty of fish. Eleven months later we got married at a wonderful Christian coffee house called Holy Joe's with our families and closet friends there.
The first month of our marriage was great. Then a month after we got married my wife had a bi polar attack which lead her to be in the mental hospital for two weeks. I had never seen her have an attack before that. I knew about her sickness but never imagine it would happen again cause the whole year we we're engaged and dating she seemed normal. She held down a job and everything.
I also had a job. I worked in a retail store by our old apartment. I was the head bagger there from 01 until August of last year. But I will get to that here in a bit.
My wife was in the hospital like I said for two weeks and during that time I felt defeated in a way I never felt before. The second day she was in the hospital we we're talking on the phone while I was on lunch and she felt so defeated and sad. She was not sure if I was real and our marriage was real and all kinds of sad things. I knew in my hearts of hearts this was an attack from Satan.
My mother in law called me up at work (she worked for the same company I did) and told me that Shallen had been court order into the hospital. At that time I was told there was a clean up by the beer area. Hot sauce was everywhere. I went to clean it. As I was cleaning I just started to cry. I called out to God and asked him what do I need to do? Right then a song came on the road at my store. Casting crowns courages came on. I felt the words hit me real deep. There I felt God like I never felt him before. He told me get up and to go over to her job and get her job saved and for three days during the lunch time he wanted me to fasted. So for the first time I really did what God told me to do.
God told me that a week later my wife would be coming home on the last day of my fasting. A week later she did. She did a full 360.
Sorry this is kind of long but in the end you'll see how God had connect it all togeather and why I am in shock right now.
After my wife got better the day after July 4 I was walking home from work for lunch. All I remember about that day was walking in and passing out as soon as I came in. I had gotten over heated. My wife called my job up and told them I would not be coming in for the rest of the day. They knew all that had happen to us the month before and how tired and warn out I really was and the next day was Friday and I was off on the weekends. So they told my wife they would see me on Monday and for me to rest. During that weekend my wife and I had a talk about maybe me taking some time off of work. I was worn out and I was depressed real bad and was battling anxienty and I was a complete mess. So on the following Monday I told my job I would be taking a month and a half off. I was going to the doctor to get a note and I needed a break from it all.
We did not know how we would be okay money wise but I did what I felt lead by the spirit to do. I took off for a month and a half. God did miracles for us during those six weeks. After that I got better. But my wife would have another attack just a few days before Christmas and she would be in the hospital again during our first Christmas as a married couple.
She only stated in the hospital for a week that time. After that she was okay again and things got back to normal until March of 2013 when we had a big event hit us.
My mom's ex called us up one evening and my mom was out of it. My mom lived just five minutes from us. I met my wife over there and we had to take my mom to the hospital. She had a mini stroke and ended up in the hospital for a week. There we also found out she had dementia. My mom at the time was working helping to take care of handicap people. Something she done my whole life. I had health issues of my own and was in the MR and LD classes my whole life. My mom was told she could not work every again. That meant she had to leave her apartment. We went and talk to our old land lords and they we're going to give us this one two bedroom apartment. But each time it was time they keep lying to us. Finally we got the key to another two bedroom apartment. The night we got the keys and was told we could move in I was at work and it was around 10 at night and I only had an hour left of work and I got a call from my wife. My nephew who was 18 at the time had gotten his old GF pregnant and they had a daughter just four months before. Their daughter had rolled over and sids happen. We had to rush to the hospital. She was brain dead. I had to take a few more days away from work cause our complex only gave us three days to move. So during the night I would be carring boxes over there while going back and fourth to the hospital. During those three days my great niece passed away. So while dealing with that blow I also had to deal with that move. on the move day I moved for 12 hours got 4 hours of sleep and pulled a 9 hour shift. I was starting to lose it again. We try to get me help but cause of my insurance I could not get help. So we dropped my insurance and I only worked part time. Luckly my mom was able to get on SS. During that summer I had another break down during the same time and had to take another leave off of work. By that time we noticed something was up with my health. My wife had another attack and this time she had a health aid nurse come to our apartment to help her. For six months he would help her. He also was also a strong Christian and helped her spiritual. She keep obbession over demons but slowly that begin to change. She is now two years with out a bi polar attack. PTL
She started to get better but I did not. Last summer my health got so bad that we found out I had fibromyalgia. I keep feeling like someone was ripping off my skin and I was hurting and depressed. the night we found out about it I had a bad attack. I was at work and I felt sick to my stomach. I sat down for few minutes and it went away. an hour later it hit me again. This time my whole body lost it. I felt like I had been in a car wreck after working out for hours. I called my wife to come and get me. I could barley talk and walk. a few day later it hit me again and that was the last day I worked. the next day I quick. I could not do it anymore
Fast forward to April. My mom met a guy who is just like her and she is now staying with him and his family. My father in law owns a few apartments and we ended up move there. My wife, our dog and I moved there. I went from being a bag boy to now helping with apartments. I don't work cause of my health. I am trying to get on SS. My wife gets it and works part time.
Now for the reason for this thread. I found out that today our old complex had a huge fire and 16 familes lost everything including their pets. It looks like our old apartments could of been one of them. I am in shock yet also in thanksgiving that God got us out of there when he did. Just the other day my wife was asking me did we make the right choice? I've been looking at all of this and how over the past few years God been doing one thing after another. I can say yes we made the right choice.
I am sorry that this thread has been long I just needed to get this all off my chest and ask that you all pray for the familes that lost everything. God bless and thank you for taking the time to read this long thread.
