ISRAEL* I WANT TO ENCOURAGE YOU!

ISRAEL* I WANT TO ENCOURAGE YOU!
    I don't understand what you are going through nor can I ever because you and I are so different. YOUR COUNTRY IS SO DIFFERENT THAN OUR COUNTRY. But I can take all the things we are alike in and say, Wow, you are doing a mighty wonderful job of keeping your Country Godlike. You are God's chosen people, and because of this, you face persecution from the enemy. The same as I. The enemy comes to steal, kill and destroy and he is very real.
    All Christians, face persecution, trials and tribulations, in some form or other, as does Israel. We have that in common. God loves us both.  He chose you all special through Abraham the Father of Israeli Jews. The Man of Promise, THE MAN OF THE PROMISED LAND, ISRAEL, his covenant being circumcision. As Gentiles, we have Jesus who is the Man of Promise, THE MAN OF HEAVEN. The one who was dead but is now alive, sitting at the Right Hand of God. He has promised to graft us onto the root of the Tree of Judaism. We are your promised spiritual cousins. THE HOLY SPIRIT BEARS WITNESS WITH OUR SPIRIT THAT WE ARE CHILDREN OF GOD.
    But still and yet, I cannot bear the thought that you have to face everyday, the threat of annihilation by ungodly peoples who do not grasp what it means to be God like. God is not out to get Israel, as He is not out to get us, Christians. He is for our forgiver (the great I AM-Yhwh), God the Highest (El Eln), provider (JHVH JIREH), our banner (JHVH NISSI), our healer (JHVH RAPHA), our peace (JHVH SHALOM), His presence (JHVH SHAMA). He is our Comforter, our Encourager, our Blesser, our Guider, and our Wisdom giver and He does not hold our faults against us, only don't be double minded, for that man will receive nothing from God.
    I so love each and every one of you, fervently. And pray for The Peace of Jerusalem daily. I pray for you when you are attacked unmercifully. I pray for your past leader Ariel Sharon. I pray for your leader, Netanyahu. I go in daily to your Prayer Wall and pray for all those people who are standing praying at YOUR WALL, I lift each one up to God's throne of grace, to obtain mercy and find grace to help in their time of need, I ask that God will give them the desires of their hearts and that God will answer their every prayer. And most of all, like I said before, I PRAY FOR THE PEACE OF JERUSALEM.
    I only hope that in some small way, THIS ENCOURAGES YOU, ISRAEL. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK, KEEP ON KEEPING ON, KEEP YOUR CHIN UP, YOU DESERVE BETTER TREATMENT THAN THE WORLD GIVES YOU.
  
Jacob Wrestles With God
²² That night Jacob got up and took his two wives, his two female servants and his eleven sons and crossed the ford of the Jabbok. ²³ After he had sent them across the stream, he sent over all his possessions. ²⁴ So Jacob was left alone, and a man wrestled with him till daybreak. ²⁵ When the man saw that he could not overpower him, he touched the socket of Jacob’s hip so that his hip was wrenched as he wrestled with the man. ²⁶ Then the man said, “Let me go, for it is daybreak.”
But Jacob replied, “I will not let you go unless you bless me.”
²⁷ The man asked him, “What is your name?”
“Jacob,” he answered.
²⁸ Then the man said, “Your name will no longer be Jacob, but Israel,^[a] because you have struggled with God and with humans and have overcome.”
²⁹ Jacob said, “Please tell me your name.”
But he replied, “Why do you ask my name?” Then he blessed him there.
³⁰ So Jacob called the place Peniel,^[b] saying, “It is because I saw God face to face, and yet my life was spared.”
³¹ The sun rose above him as he passed Peniel,^[c] and he was limping because of his hip. ³² Therefore to this day the Israelites do not eat the tendon attached to the socket of the hip, because the socket of Jacob’s hip was touched near the tendon.

AT LEAST GOD HIMSELF BLESSED YOU!

    

LATER NINA
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WENDYL LEE GOODMAN JR.

I find it so difficult to write this. I am a writer but how do you write about Love. It is difficult at best. NO WORDS DESCRIBE IT!

The influence someone has over a significant number of people shows just how effective a life one has lived. Everyone is grieving in his or her own way. Me I have found it best to just try to formulate my ideas on a piece of paper. It brings me closure and a certain peace that I have done my best to describe how someone who passes has influenced me.

I start with the lad as a boy. We lived in Mannford, Oklahoma. Times were tough. But we always had room in our hearts for Wendyl Lee. Our boys were home and he played well with them. He was so full of life when he stayed with us for a short while. He seemed to love everybody. He was such an emotional boy. He cut himself once and we took him to the Dr and Wow, did he yell. He wanted everybody to know that he was suffering. He just had this attitude that all should realize how painful it was. HE SHARED HIMSELF TO A FAULT AND QUITE LOUDLY. He got sewed up and all was well. He played liked any other boy his age would play. The only trouble was, I knew he was not like any other boy. He had lost his Father before he was born. He missed so much love that my brother had to give him, but he got a whole lot of love from others who would not have had the opportunity to witness his extraordinary life. We got to share him for a short while just because he was an orphan without a dad, AND I AM GRATEFUL FOR THIS.

I lost track of him for a while, but one day he calls after all our kids are grown and we have moved to Many Farms where my husband teachers and tells us he is in the neighborhood and can he drop in and visit. Heidi was pregnant with Trinity Sky. They since have had a little girl Emma Rose.

 He soon filled us in on the details of his life up to that point. He worked for a company that put in Windmills. He told us how safely conscious he was while climbing and how he had been married several times before and had 5 boys. He was so honest to a fault he told us about his likes and his dislikes where people were concerned when he was growing up during his lifetime and why he felt the way he did about them all. I never knew he felt this way about certain people. He was painfully truthful about his life and the people he knew.  As I said, he was honest to a fault; he did not soft soak anything about anybody, which I already knew the honest truth. But I thought about it later and decided you know, this was just because he grew up without a dad. He had a trying time trying to figure life out and it threw him several curves. BUT ALL IN ALL, I KNEW HE LOVED A WHOLE LOT. WITH EVERYTHING HE HAD. HE WAS NOT HALF-HEARTED, BUT A GUNG HO ALL THE WAY!

We took them out to eat Navajo Tacos in Chinle, at the Junction Restaurant. On the way home, I wanted an ice cream, He said stop by the store and he would buy me one. We have two quick stores and gas in this town. They did not have individual ice creams, so he bought me a gallon of the stuff. He was so generous to a fault, but this was his way. HE WAS CONSTANTLY LOOKING FOR WAYS TO PLEASE.

He called several times after, AND WE HAD SOME LONG CONVERSATIONS, and then he moved from New York to Missouri. This is where he fell from the crane and was killed in the fall.

I sent him a Christmas Newsletter in November and got his address from him on Facebook.

He gave it to me. He was so trusting to a fault.

This was the last association that I had with him.

I really don’t have any words that can describe my grief. His father, my brother WENDYL died in an accident and now he died in an accident. I wrote on Facebook, that I do not need to understand. And I don’t. I just know both lives were cut short. But I know they loved me. And I know that I loved them.

A memorial service will be held Saturday, January 12, 2012 for 39-year-old Wendyl L. Goodman Jr. of Festus, who died Saturday, January 05, 2013 at the Elvis Presley Trauma Center in Memphis, Tennessee.

He was born Saturday, May 12, 1973 in Tulsa, Oklahoma, the son of Wendyl L. Goodman Sr. and Patricia Ann (Murray) Goodman, who both preceded him in death.

He was also preceded in death by a brother: Brian Wendyl Goodman

He married Heidi M (Varner) Goodman on Saturday, May 14, 2011. She survives in Festus.

He is also survived by five sons: Blake Lee Goodman of Kansas City, Joshua David Goodman of Festus, Zachary Taylor Goodman of Kansas City, Antiono Lee Goodman of Stanwood, Washington and Zachairus Gage Goodman of Hoschton, Georgia; two daughters: Trinity Sky Goodman and Emma Rose Goodman, both of Festus and two sisters: Lisa Ann Collins of Oolago, Oklahoma and Vicki Lee Lahocki of Chelsea, Oklahoma. 

 

A memorial service for 39-year-old Wendyl L. Goodman Jr. of Festus will be held at 2 p.m. Saturday, January 12, 2012 at the Bethlehem Baptist Church in Dittmer. The Rev. Jeff Fleeman will officiate.

Memorials may be made to Bethlehem Baptist Church or to a charity of choice

 I cannot imagine the grief they feel. They knew him much better than I did and had a personal association with him closer than mine.

I feel so sorry for the family. Two tragedies they have had to face. But my sorry DOESN’T mean a whole lot, for it cannot change things. I just know, OUR GOD IS IN HEAVEN, HE DOES ALL HIS GOOD PLEASURE! THERE IS PEACE IS THIS KNOWLEDGE!

I have a very deep relationship with God. This brings me much peace. My prayer is that the rest of the family will allow God to bring healing relief to their lives also. AND LOVE BRINGS PEACE WHERE THERE WAS NO PEACE.
 

 Like I said before how do you write about LOVE, JOY, PEACE, LONG SUFFERING, KINDNESS, GOODNESS, FAITHFULNESS, GENTLENESS, SELF CONTROL, AGAINST SUCH THERE IS NO LAW. These, my friend, are gifts of the Holy Spirit. God himself. The third person of the Trinity!

I realize that I had such a little part of his life, AND SO MANY OTHER PEOPLE KNEW HIM WELL, AND THEY TOO COULD ATTEST TO THE FACT THAT HE WAS SO FULL OF LIFE AND QUITE HUMEROUS TO A FAULT, HE WAS FUN TO HAVE AROUND, but what TIME WITH HIM I WAS ALLOWED I knew in my heart that he was an honest and generous and sharing and fun loving and trusting and Gung Ho person to all he knew. And these character traits are some of the finest ones that a person can possess. But I knew in my heart he not only possessed these traits, HE WAS THESE TRAITS.

LATER NINA

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