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Beliefs
by
Jenn Van Massenhoven
Beliefs
Now, really, who the heck believes in God?
Well, I do. Didn’t always, I believed in re-incarnation, Edgar Cayce’s prophecies
and that people were almost always hiding a cruel streak. The Faith came upon me
suddenly. Rather like a light bulb blinding you after you’ve been lying in the dark.
Oh I’m not saying I’ve suddenly become a bible-thumper. Not a chance; I also
believe in live and let live.
I had always believed in the possibility that there was a higher power. Not so much
God, I really detested all those TV evangelists telling us to pay them so we can
believe or be healed. Unbelievable. Even more so are the people that believe in them. Now, don’t get me wrong! I think people are great, gullible or not, and if you
want to believe in TV evangelists, well, they must have SOME truth to them
somewhere. I just can’t see it. Ah well, back to my story.
It’s been almost 7 years now since I was whacked upside the head by the Hand. It
happened when I met my hubby. It took a lot longer than that for me to admit it
though. I don’t change my mind easily, despite being a woman. A friend of mine,
who happened to be dating Dennis’s cousin, decided that what I needed to make
me happy was a good old-fashioned farm boy, like hers. So they, the cousin was in
on it, decided to set me up with their friend Bill. An old friend of Mark’s, the cousin.
So they drag me off for a day at an amusement park.
Bill, Dennis [my hubby btw], Dennis’s brother and his girlfriend all get out of the
car. Now we’re all here and the introductions were waiting.
Sue, the friend, and I were walking towards the car when Dennis started walking
up to us with his arms open and yelling “Jenn!” I thought he was nuts. Why was he
calling my name? Sue told me he had called HER that, Jenn was Mark’s ex-girlfriend! Dennis was in deep doo-doo. I felt sorry for him. He and I fell head
over heels for each other, right then and there.
My first miracle.
I got pregnant and Dennis said he would be there, no matter what. Our relationship was 9 months old. So, when
our couplehood is 18 months old we have a squalling little boy. Who almost didn’t make it. The cord was wrapped
around his neck 3 times. He survived.
My second miracle.
Dennis and I said "I do." My third miracle.
Then we found out I have fibromyalgia. Dennis said, for better or worse was what
I promised, I’ll be here.
My fourth miracle.
My daughter is my fifth.
Well, technically, that’s not true. Every day is a miracle. She’s my fifth major
miracle.
So now I believe in God, reincarnation, Edgar Cayce’s prophecies, and that people
are inherently good.
I believe in God. Who doesn’t?
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