The Black Tree: Prayer works!!

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Prayer works!!

This may sound crazy to some and real to others. But, I was sitting on yesterday and thinking of all the things I could be doing with my time other than family tree research and I could not think of anything else. Aside from doing family tree research, I love scrapbooking and fishing. All in which are relaxing and time consuming. God is good! I am lucky to have a job in that allows me to have free time and I am still doing what I enjoy doing in the workplace and in my personal life. I was talking to my best friend and soul mate about doing the family tree research; you know, about what he thought. I should have known in the beginning he would say "whatever makes you happy". So, I stood there just kind of in a daze, waiting on him to say something else but there was no 'buts'. I walked away smiling because I guess as long as I have that kind of mental support and God (first and foremost), I am good! Here's what I thought would make some of you say "what!, are you kidding me"...I normally pray at night and including this family tree research and journey is included in my prayer. One, my son was born with a rare diabetes in which he is not suppose to be living...did I not mention early on that God is Good?? Yes, He is!!...and the other thing it is just kind of a relaxing moment for me. I guess that curious part of me developed from being an only child and being adopted. So, yes I am one of those that believes NOTHING is possible without God. I certainly hope that if any of you reading my Blog and you are researching your family history that it goes well.

Blessings Jackie

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About Me

Hello Family Tree Researcher, my name is Jacqueline Joyce Thomas (born to Gene E. Thomas and Brendel Joyce Lewis) of Texas in '67 . I began doing my family tree search when my son (C. Hicks) was born. He was unfortunately born with Nephrogenic Insipidus Diabetes. When he was two weeks old I could not get him to take his formula, the only thing he would drink was water. We took him to the local emergency room, where the hospital staff spent hours doing test after test and the end result were "we are still uncertain of what is wrong with your son". My heart fell to pieces. The next few days, still nothing. Finally on the forty-fifth day of his prolonged stay , they decided to care flight him to a Children's Hospital where it still took nineteen days for the final results and even then they were not sure. The doctor came into the room with his long white doctor's coat and his glasses hanging from his nose with the final thought (not answer). Ms. Hicks (at the time), "could you have a seat?" My thought was, okay then comes "is you son mixed with Caucasian?" My reply with anger and confusion in my heart was, mixed, with who?...not what but who! And not that I was cared or anything, I have mixed nieces and nephews. Then he went on to explain to me that "that type of diabetes was uncommon, and that it only occurred in every three thousand children" annnnndddd'ah-Rah...here is the killer..."that it only occurred in Caucasian males." Gathering my thoughts and physical seemed to be out of the question. It was not until he turned four years old that I begin getting more and more curious. So next to my son being born with a rare type of diabetes that only (according the doctor) in Caucasian males and me being adopted, I became one curious Sista'. The search began.