Friday, September 25, 2009


Every day I rise and read the morning news headlines and my heart cries out "what is happening to our country, to our world, to our youth?" This morning I see mug shots of three young men who robbed a young couple and they are smiling. Smiling I tell you, like they are so proud of themselves. How can anyone be so blind that they do not see the line between right and wrong? I suppose they just choose to ignore it. Why? Where did it all go wrong? When did they decide that it was okay to take what did not belong to them? Who taught them this theory, or perhaps there just wasn't any one around to teach them differently.

What is to become of this country if we do not embrace our youth NOW! Surround them with love and guidance NOW! Teach them values not just by words but by how we live our lives. Talk the talk with them and then walk the walk with them. Our Lord walks with us every moment of our lives. Do these young people even know there is another way???


Wednesday, September 23, 2009

It has been way too long since I have posted here. My hands are in terrible shape and typing is difficult but no excuse. October 6th I will get one of them operated on so I will be on my way to full typing ability!

Do you know about Red Ribbon Week? If you do not you should be aware. Everyone should be aware of the dangers of drugs and alcohol, not only to those who use it but those who put their lives on the line everyday to try and stop it. Educate yourself it's important - many lives are at stake.

There are times when I get overwhelmed by the sad state of affairs that surround the issue of substance abuse. Agencies don't communicate very well with each other, young people don't want to "get involved" when they see their friends making poor decisions. People don't know what resources are available to them as alternatives to using drugs. Fun, my friends does not come in a bottle, a syringe or a pipe of any kind. Fun, joy, happiness all come from within. It comes from knowing who you are and where you are going and knowing with the guidance of Christ all things are possible.

At this moment as I type I am thinking of Angela... I miss her so much. I long to see her perfect smile and beautiful face. In my dreams she is there but only in my dreams.


Monday, September 7, 2009

Keep moving

I've been up since 6:00 am well before the sun began to rise for the day. The chill in the air tells me yes fall is on it's way. I for one am glad to have fall be knocking on the door. I love the changing seasons, not too much of any one type of weather... exactly the way God intended.

Yesterday as I sat in church I cried. September 6th, 2007 is when we buried Angela. Most people don't remember that, as her mother I shall never forget anything that happened between August 31 - September 6, 2007. Every painful "chore" my husband and I had to tackled in order to put our little girl to rest. Every tear, every sleepless night... etched in my mind forever. That is why I so long to help others with their drug issues. If I can touch the heart of even one addict that will not die from their addiction than everything is worth it.

To bring others to Christ, to help them turn over their burdens and find peace... what a glorious task for me. To plant the seeds... that's really what I do... plant, plant, plant... pray, pray, pray... the Lord helps with the rest.

Applying for Not-for-Profit status is very difficult my friends. They make it so difficult to help others. I guess too many folks with ill intent have made it hard on those that really want to make a difference. So, tomorrow I will try and complete the rest of my application. I am excited to begin raising funds for group outings and expansion of my group sessions.

I know the Lord will continue to open doors and give me opportunities to touch others and expand... how do I know this??? Because the Lord longs to give me the desires of my heart... and the desires of my heart is to reach as many young people as I can. Praise the Lord for his presence... there isn't anything our mighty Lord can not do.


Saturday, September 5, 2009

September 1, 2007

September 1, 2007 my daughter Angela left this earth due to an accidental overdose of heroin. I couldn't bring myself to write about that day because the pain is still very close to the surface. I loved her so much, as did her family. In an instant she was gone. So much pain, so much suffering she endured in her short 22 years... she was so tired... so very very tired. She prayed a great deal the week before her death. Perhaps, the Lord heard her pain and knew that the only way for her to be healed was by bringing her home to rest with Him. Praise God that his Son's blood covered her. I know at the moment of her death He was with her, gently wrapping His loving arms around her and carrying to a place of peace. His perfect peace.

Does that bring us all here comfort? Yes, in a very real way it does. The blessed assurance our Lord Jesus gives us when we rest in Him allows His grace to fall upon us all in our time of suffering. My human condition still allows me to feel the great pain and lose of losing my dear precious child. My friend, my confidant... Ohhhh how I miss her so... how I long to hold her and see her smile. For now I know she is at peace.

God's calling to me, to bring BrokenButLoved to life keeps me moving forward. I know that I must for God's glory reach out to those young people, just like Angie who need love, guidance and the peace of knowing Jesus. So just like an athlete I play through the pain because it is my God given assignment.

Lift me up in prayers dear friends... I am certainly appreciative of all the prayers I can get.


Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Birthdays and bashes

Yesterday would have been my daughter Angela's 24th birthday. I found myself laying in bed with one of my dogs at 5:13 am singing Happy Birthday to her. It was a tradition in our home to sing happy birthday to each other at our birth time... she didn't appreciate it too much when she was a teenager. But as a young child and then as a young woman she loved it. Special times, special memories, all tied in with unbelievable pain. I miss her more than words can say.

It's in these moments that the mission and vision for BrokenButLoved is even further ingrained in my heart. God voice speaking softly to me... stop the insanity Rose... reach out, touch as many as you can... drugs and alcohol are killing our future.

Lancaster city has been plagued with an rash of violent deaths over the last several weeks. Shootings, stabbings... deaths... over drugs... over gang "grudges" and our city residence are angry and upset. The sad part is they are voicing their angry, much which borderlines on hatred towards the "gangster" as they call them population. I understand their frustration but what I don't understand is this "hatred". Jesus teaches us a different way and it's time this country of our got back to our roots and remembered a different way to lives. Instead of spewing out angry words, name calling... etc. perhaps, just perhaps much more could be accomplished by putting that unproductive energy into volunteering to make a positive impact on our city.

Productivity and positive influence and reinforcement is what these struggling young people need. They need to see the light of Jesus in our eyes, in our voices, in our hearts... we need to listen... to teach... it's the only way.