This is a video version of a previously posted written testimony with some additional details.

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There are times when we believers can tend to be focused on the disappointments of this life. I’ve done it, but then I think about all of the good things we have that we take for granted. The ordinary everyday things that we probably don’t think much about.

We have a roof over our heads. Many are homeless, living on the streets or in their cars.

We have running water in our homes. My mother didn’t have that when she was growing up.

We have a private bathroom. There are places in this world where people have to use community bathrooms all of the time!

We have an appetite to enjoy our food. Some can’t do that because of illness.

We can walk. I’ve been more appreciative of that since it’s become more difficult for me to walk because of a deformity in my right leg. I’m thankful that I can still walk at all!

We’re not on our way to the emergency room! I remember last summer when Billy was in the emergency room and admitted to the hospital! I often thank the Lord for the “peace of the moment” for we “… knowest not what a day may bring forth” (Proverbs 27:1) That’s especially true as we age.

We know the Lord. We have been born again! We’ve read the Scriptures. I sadly think of the many who have left this earth and have never opened a Bible, or read even one Scripture verse.

We can choose to focus on our disappointments, or we can choose to count our blessings. There can be hidden blessings even in our disappointments when we know the Lord.

Do you know the Lord? Have you been born again?

My Salvation Testimony

MY MOM – 1917 – 2007

My mother went to be with the Lord on March 12, 2007, fourteen years ago today. It’s hard to believe that I haven’t seen my mother in fourteen years. I take comfort in knowing that I will see her again one day when I cross over to the other side. In fact those were my last words to her when she was dying. I told her… “we will see each other again”. How wonderful is that!

1 Thessalonians 4:13 But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope.

I wanted to share a little bit about her life for posterity. Who knows, maybe this post will find it’s way to someone in my family one day down the road.

My grandparents immigrated from Italy to America. Jennie, my mother, was born here in the U.S, in New York, in 1917. The story goes (as best as I can remember) that when she was a very young child she and her brother were playing by an open window and she fell out (he pushed her out?). By God’s grace a clothes line broke her fall, and landing on some grass she survived. Shortly after that incident her family went back to Italy. I’m not sure why they did that. It may have had something to do with her fall, but I’m not sure.

My mother returned to the U.S. when she was in her early 20’s. The world was at the brink of World War II at the time. Her father borrowed money and bought her a ticket to travel on a ship named the Rex. My mother had a friend who was going to America too, but her voyage was to be on a later ship. She wanted my mother to wait so they could travel together. My grandfather wisely urged my mother not to wait. He felt a sense of urgency that there should be no delay in her travel plans. My mother left Formia, her hometown, without her friend and travelled alone. It turned out that her friend never made it to America. Travel between the two countries ceased because of World War II. If my mother had waited she would have been in Italy for the duration of the war. Instead she spent those years with my father’s relatives here in the U.S. It was a difficult time for a young bride like my mother.

“Formia was severely damaged during World War II by the bombing of the allied forces.”

My mother only returned to Italy once for a visit, many many years later. She never wanted to go back. She had grown up in poverty and known suffering at an early age. There was no running water in the house she lived in with her parents and siblings, and often there was not enough food. She told me stories of going to draw water as a young girl, and bringing it home in a jug that she carried on her head.

My mother married my father before she left for America on the Rex. My father was supposed to follow her here within six months. Because of World War II my father’s trip was delayed for nine years, yes nine years, and for those nine years he wasn’t able to contact her, and she didn’t know if he was dead or alive. Then one day she had a dream, and in the dream a little bird was on her windowsill, and in his beak was an envelope. Shortly thereafter she received a letter from my father. And eventually after the war they were reunited.

But the most important journey of my mother’s life was her journey to the Lord! How wonderful is that! She was born again before she left this earth! You can read more about my mother’s life and her journey to the Lord here…



1 Corinthians 7:30  And they that weep, as though they wept not; and they that rejoice, as though they rejoiced not; and they that buy, as though they possessed not;


As though they wept not – Restraining and moderating their grief by the hope of the life to come.

As though they rejoiced not – Not rejoicing with excessive or immoderate joy.

As though they possessed not – It is right to buy and to obtain property. But it should be held with the conviction that it; is by an uncertain tenure, and must soon be left. People may give a deed that shall secure from their fellow man; but no man can give a title that shall not be taken away by death.

Our lands and houses, our stocks and bonds and mortgages, our goods and chattels, shall soon pass into other hands.

Other people will plow our fields, reap our harvests, work in our shops, stand at our counters, sit down at our firesides, eat on our tables, lie upon our beds.

Others will occupy our places in society, have our offices, sit in our seats in the sanctuary.

Others will take possession of our gold, and appropriate it to their own use; and we shall have no more interest in it, and no more control over it, than our neighbor has now, and no power to eject the man that has taken possession of our houses and our lands.

Secure therefore as our titles are safe as are our investments, yet how soon shall we lose all interest in them by death; and how ought this consideration to induce us to live above the world, and to secure a treasure in that world where no thief approaches, and no moth corrupts.


The Christian will soon know all about heaven. He will soon be there. He begins no day with any certainty that he may not close it in heaven; he lies down to rest at no time with any assurance that he will not wake in heaven amidst its full and eternal splendors.


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