The guys or girls who run through our lives but live in the shadows that we understand little of.  We do know they don’t like sunshine; they don’t like accountability; they don’t like submitting to authority at any level.

They cause strife and care little that they leave grieving hearts.  People who grieve for those who have lost their way by making bad choices, by rebellion against boundaries, by lack of boundaries.  It can be described in various words, but it comes down to choosing evil over good, choosing self over others.  According to James 1:15 “desire gives birth to sin, sin gives birth to death.”

  1.  Grandmother whose granddaughter was stealing from her.  The girl would steal stuff from her grandmother’s shed at night.  Grandmother just could not bring herself to confront the girl.

2.  Mother and Father whose son was being paroled again.  They hoped he would be able to walk right.  He didn’t.  Back to prison again, time after time.

3.  Mother remaining in rest home while her husband went to visit their son in jail.

4.  Wife whose husband had been missing for almost a week.  He was found, dead by suicide.

All these people would have welcomed their lost child, arms open wide in likeness to our Father awaiting us in Heaven, arms open wide.  Come home, come home.

My next couple of posts will be my story of a child close to me.  Join in my story of heart break and warm love.

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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  1. Debbie L says:

    I’m praying diligently for my grandsons, ages 9 and 7. The evil one is here to steal, kill and destroy—BUT Jesus came to give LIFE abundantly.
    Children are being robbed of their sweet and fun childhood experiences. I’m grateful my daughter is doing all she can to help them choose good, Jesus, not evil….🙏🙏🙏

  2. granonine says:

    Oneta, I have a grandson who has turned his back on all things he was taught–the Bible, God, living a godly life, honesty, morality. His dad, my son, has told him that he will be welcomed back if/when he acknowledges his wrongdoing and turns away from it. He narrowly escaped jail as an older teenager. He is banned from ever entering the nation in Europe where he was born because of his behavior there. It’s truly heartbreaking. He refuses to recognize the God Who is the only One Who can save him.

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