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A Mother's Insight With Cancer- And Her Talk With God
by Brenda Demery
70 pages; quality trade paperback (softcover); catalogue #04-0331; ISBN 1-4120-2503-6; US$13.99, C$18.00, EUR11.70, £8.11
This book is to inspire and encourage all parents what every storm Satan tries to take us through with our children. We are faced with the pain of losing a child. God has planned a day-by-day guidance to help you through.
The author will donate some of the proceeds to cancer research.
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About the Book
I Especially Dedicate This Book to All Parents
Memorial Hermann Hermann Healthcare Staff
M. D Anderson Cancer Center Staff
Cynthia Green & Kim RN's (LBJ Hospital)
Houston Hospice
I give Thanks to:
- My Family
- Community of Faith Church
- Brookhollow Church
- Greenpoint Church
- Pastor Larry J. Randle
- Rosemary Matthews
- Dr. E Riley
- Pam Denum
- Diana Gonzales
- Scott Medlin
- Yolanda McKinney
- Lois Hardy
- Sharon Giordano, M.D.
- Pedro Nada
Don't Feed Your Feelings
In Loving Memory of My Daughter Tawanda L. Turner, Mother Clara Turner, and Sister Carol Jones
About the Author
My name is Brenda Demery. I was born in Houston Texas. I'm the fourth child of nine children. I can recall a conversation I had with my mother when I was a little girl, all I wanted to do was use the gift God gave me- caring for the elders and children. I love giving and taking care of others in need of caring. God blessed me with three little girls. I always tried to live my life on the words of God. As an earthly mother Satan put me through a test. Satan was trying to get me to turn my back on God. One of my daughters was told she had Cancer, and had a limited time to live. My life changed- I was frustrated with the world. God let me know it was ok and in doing that it brought me closer to him. God walked with me when my steps were weak and I did not know which way to go. God talks for me when I couldn't find words to say. When Satan was eating at my weakness God fed me and made me strong.
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In April of 1998, I was looking out of the front bedroom window of my home. My daughter drove up; she came in we had a Dr. Pepper together. As we were talking she states, "Mom I felt a lump in my breast;" I told her it may not be anything to get alarmed about but to go see a doctor and have it checked. Months went by and she never came back to tell me the outcome of the doctor's visit. I assumed everything was all right.
I was sitting at my desk at work one-day and the word cancer came across my mind and I wrote the word on a blank sheet of paper I had on my desk. Because I work for Memorial Hermann Healthcare System I didn't think much about it. I could have read a booklet or picked-up a booklet about cancer. The hospital always has booklets about healthcare out available for everyone to read. All day I felt very strange; the only thing I could think about was cancer. When I arrived home from work on September 26, 1998, a day I will not forget, for some reason, I felt so tired and unusual. I was exceptionally full of fear I didn't know why. My emotions had me very afraid, like something unpleasant was occurring. I didn't know what was going on. I always keep a jar of mustard seeds on top of the mantel over my fi replace. I walked over to the fi replace to get the jar of mustard seeds I took one in my hand and started talking to God. My God, My God I know you told me that if I have faith the size of a mustard seed I can move mountains from here to there. (God you can walk on water, God you went into a burning fi ery furnace over seven times more the heat, and delivered Sha'drach, Me'shach and Abed-ne-go and they were binded. The hair on their head was not singed nor the smell of fi re had passed on them.) God the fi re had no power, God you can turn water to wine, God you made a lion a pillow for David to lay his head on, You parted the Red Sea. God I can go on and on. What is it you trying to tell me? What are you trying to prepare me for? God I'm so tired today, All I want to do is take a bath and relax. God is this fear in my heart warning me something is about to change my life? Please help me. I closed the jar or mustard seeds and replaces the jar back on the mantel. I started getting ready for bed. And got the items I take to bed with me, my bible, TV remote, a book called God's Words of life a woman's devotional bible. I always read my bible and the devotional bible for women, then I look at channel 14 TBN.
I still had this fear in my heart as I walked across the room to pick up the phone to call my Mom to see if she was OK, I reached for the phone and it began to ring. My words were who could this be? I'm so tired do people know how hard I work? All I want to do is relax. I answered the phone and it was my daughter Tawanda. She informed me there was a nurse on the three-way phone, and she wants to talk with me. Thinking she was from my grandson school I said OK. The nurse introduced herself and told me where she was employed. As the nurse was telling me the name of her employer, it did not ring a bell in my head. I kept thinking, what does she want. The nurse was telling me that this was the time for my family to pull together; that my daughter needed her family because she had put herself in a grave. At this point I'm very confused and thinking does this lady know something I don't know? What does she mean about Tawanda putting herself in a grave? What is Tawanda doing in a graveyard? I interrupted asking her what was she talking about? The nurse informed me that my daughter had Breast Cancer and that it was not caught in time. I remember being very quite and my mind went blank. Satan pops -up. I started to come out of a bag on her but my eyes went to the mantel over the fi replace where I had placed the jar of mustard seeds. God was there. He spoke to me. The battle is not yours, it's the Lord. I repeated those words to the Nurse, and she appeared astonished that those words came out of my mouth. Before I ended the conversation I told my daughter peace be still. We are going to weather this storm. I hung up the phone. I did not know what to do. I wanted to turn my house up side down. I went back to the mantel and removed the mustard seeds. I thanked God for taking over my mind and ordering the words that came out of my month. So, God, this is what you were preparing me for. I sat on the side of my bed with my head in my hands. I asked God to please help me battle this storm. How am I going to tell my grandson that his mother is sick with a fatal illness. I picked-up the phone and called my best friend Rosemary, we just started talking, She noticed in my voice that something was on my mind. She asked what's going on, and I started to cry; the words would not come out of my mouth. I felt like I had a lump in my heart. I felt like I was choking, my heart was quivering. In a low voice I said, "God please help me." I began to tell her I had just gotten some bad news. She asked if I wanted her to come over. I said no. I began to say a prayer. And I told her the news. We both were silent for a second. I told her that God is in control. She told me you are handling this information good. I told her that I needed to keep the faith and everything was going to be Ok. That's when my talk increased with God.
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