The following selection is from a FB status in July, 2013.  I had written it soon after coming home from Denver.

Psalm 91 has been my “food of choice” this month. Hardly a day has gone by without it. It amazes me. “Because she loves me, I will rescue her…I will protect her because she acknowledges my name.” That is the only reason that makes any sense for how so many people worked together and cared enough to get me off that mountain to the medical team who saw me as worth saving. I’m amazed and so thankful. I am taking the following excerpt from my manuscript “To Know His Name.” I don’t know how it will look on FB but I hope it will come through in an understandable way.
“Because he loves me,” says the Lord (Friend)
I will rescue him: (Provision)
I will protect him, (Victor)
For he acknowledges my name
He will call upon me, and I will answer him; (Guidance)
I will be with him in trouble, (Peace)
I will deliver him and honor him. (Holiness)
With long life will I satisfy him, (Healing)
And show him my salvation. (Salvation)


Many of you have read the following blog which tells my story, but many have not.  I don’t want to ever take the story as old news.   It took me a while to be able to put this account into words.  It took even longer to be able to write the experience I had in that operating room.

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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12 Responses to FIFTH YEAR SPECIAL

  1. God knew someone like me would need you further down the line…so it just wasn’t time…

  2. Faye says:

    Praise God for all our life experiences. Our journeys can have an impacting effect on others and with Him as our companion we are as Him in the place of trauma. Thank you for the reminder and thank God for your five years of life lived and the NOW. Blessings indeed. Blogging is a God Gift.

  3. Roos Ruse says:

    This may seem like an odd time to mention how I like the way God knits us together. But had you not come down off that mountain we would not have met and I would have missed all of the wonders and the encouragement you shared, that which helped keep me going.

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