Special Prayer Request for Daddy

Please scroll to the bottom; I've added new info (5/28/09). Thanks MUCH for your prayers; they are greatly appreciated! Peggy.

My precious Daddy is 87 years old (praise the Most High!), and has always been a favorite of Father Yahweh... like He does with me, He has always watched over Daddy especially well, I mean above and beyond our expectations! And he is a blessing to all he meets; Daddy is well-loved by everyone who knows him, because he literally exudes the Spirit in everything he says and does. He always taught me not to be prejudice of anyone because of their race, financial circumstances, or anything else. He was never a drinker, a smoker, or a curser. He was the ideal Daddy, and spoiled me terribly! He is still sharp as a knife, and has a wonderful sense of humor. He loves the Lord with every fiber of his being. Mama's 84, and is also a wonderful person, well loved by many, and well blessed by our Father and our Savior.

But when I was a very small child (I'm 56 now), Daddy worked for Humble Oil & Refining Company at the Baytown Refinery. He was working on a scaffold with a bunch of coworkers, 25' up in the air, and somehow lost his balance and fell all 25' to the concrete below! It gave him a mild concussion, and unfortunately (Mama says), changed his personality a great deal. Well, one of the things that has progressed over the years is that he is fully convinced in his mind that his neighbors are out to steal things from him, tear up his truck and other belongings, and so on. He thinks he hears them talking about it (and he's nearly deaf!), and sneaking around outside, waiting for him to go to sleep. He even thinks these people follow him wherever he goes, including way out here where we live (1.5 hours NE of their home). He's also decided that he's going to start spending every Saturday night with us. (This weekend, which is Memorial Day weekend, he spent Friday AND Saturday night with us.)

Here's where the problem comes in, from our viewpoint. For one thing, I drive 500 miles, 15 hours, per week, and by the time I get home on Friday nights, I am ready to spend a quiet weekend with my husband, watching movies, sleeping in, whatever we want to do, whenever we want to do it. Daddy is really very little trouble, per se, but when he's here, I feel I need to do most everything for him, because he can't get around well (he's feeble) and is used to Mama (who's 84) doing everything for him. Plus he's incontinent, so I wash for him pretty often when he stays here. Then at night, he STILL thinks his neighbors are lurking outside our fence, waiting to get in and steal his truck or do other damage. This couldn't be further from the truth, even if they DID follow him 1.5 hours from home! Our property sits at the end of an 863' driveway, has a 6' fence around an acre of the 2 acres of land, we have 2 LARGE dogs which are bred down from Arctic Wolves, Richard has a large gun, and most importantly, Father Yahweh sends His angels to encamp around our yard and home (The angel of Yahweh encamps around those who fear Him, and rescues them. -Psalm 34:7).

Last night, for instance, it was around 11 PM, and I had just turned out my light, though Richard was still reading. I heard the screen door slam. I told Richard that Daddy just went out front. He got up to check, and Daddy told him that he was going to sleep in his truck to try to catch them "in the act". Richard pretended to walk around the yard with his flashlight to make sure everything was OK, but Daddy STILL wasn't convinced. Then Richard said at 4 AM, he again woke Richard, slamming the front door again. Then again, at 8:30 when he left for home, he got the dogs barking because when he was trying to back out, he ran into our tree (inches from where he'd done it another time he'd spent the night at our house, and broke our water valve/faucet in our flower bed!). Needless to say, Richard got NO good rest, and I can't have that!

OK, here's where you come in. First of all, I need to have Mama convince Daddy that he can't come spend every Saturday night with us, without hurting his feelings. I would rather be beaten than to hurt either Daddy's OR Mama's feelings. But I can't take it, and I can't ask my husband to either. Plus we need private time; we certainly don't get time together during the week!

And secondly, but most importantly, he needs MUCH prayer that our Father will make "the Enemy (Satan)" leave the man alone, so HE can finally have peace of mind (Mama, too!). It's about to drive us all nuts, and I know Daddy gets no real rest as a result.

Even so, come Messiah Yahshua! Take us out of this mess, and ALL our problems would be solved! Thanks much for your prayers, and I'll keep you informed of the progress.

This is in response to an email I received from my precious Dove sister, Leah, this morning. In her email, she discussed my Daddy’s paranoia and how she misses me, because she stays so busy with she and her daughter’s candy-making business, that she doesn’t have time to call or write long emails. This, though, will show you a little more about what we are dealing with here with my precious Daddy.

See my prayer request, Doves, about prayer for Him to teach me how to anoint Daddy (without him realizing that’s what I’m doing).

Love from your sister in Yahshua!

Peggy

peggym1952@hotmail.com

(((grins))) Well, I told Mama this morning not to say anything to him unless she feels an urging from Father Yahweh; I asked her to pray with me that Father Yahweh will straighten it out… that maybe He will cause Daddy not to want to come so often (((YIKES, PLEASE, Father!))) But only IF He prompts her to, because I couldn’t stand for him to have his feelings hurt, or to feel unwelcome. And I’m also going to ask the Doves to pray that Father Yahweh will teach me how to anoint him so he can have peace and lose his paranoia as a result, cuz he is SO very sweet and loves the Lord dearly! I sat him down in the living room Sunday so I could work on the website, and I knew he’d be bored if I didn’t find him something to read, so I dug up an article by Pastor Riley called “The Two Witnesses”. GF, you should have seen that man read!!! He was positively fascinated, and didn’t stop reading until it was finished, and it’s like 14 pages, give or take! Bless his heart! So in case we are STILL here this weekend, and not all together with the Most High, I ran him a BUNCH of Pastor’s articles and put them into a 3-ring binder so he will have something to read instead of me having to entertain him when I have things to work on. We tried desperately to explain to him (he’s nearly deaf, so we KNOW he’s not hearing anything HUMAN) that in order for someone to sneak in and steal anything from him, because they would (1) have to come down an 863’ driveway in the dark, with snakes, huge spiders, and God knows what else, (2) climb over a 6’ chain link fence, (3) get past Father Yahweh’s angels, who encamp the saints and their property, (4) get past Rusty & Kayla (and remember, Kayla’s as black as night, and 10’ tall & bullet-proof!), and Richard’s automatic. Ain’t NOBODY who can beat all that! (((ha!))) I wish you guys lived closer, too… I’d send Daddy there to spend the night every other weekend… you know what they say… be careful what you ask for, you just might get it! (((grins))) I love and miss you too, but hopefully not for much longer! Even so, come Messiah Yahshua!