She Attended Church That Summer Night in Corcoran, Ca.

Angela, Jeannette, Mathew and Rene

The sun took it's time going down on that Wednesday night in July of 2008.  She had traveled far to attend her grandparent's church.  Prayer is what she wanted.  I called my parents and told them Jeannette was coming down from Thousand Oaks and go to church.  They were so very pleased to hear the news.  There were prayer warriors that were being summoned from Visalia, Ca.  and the word was out throughout areas of the small community that Jeannette was coming to town.  My cousin Angela, bless her heart, was so eager to see Jeannette.  Rene, drove down from Tulare, Ca.  She also was going through her own battle with breast cancer but fortunately hers was in first stage whereas Jeannette was in last stage and had metathesized.  I drove Jeannette down along with Mathew.  The church members warmly embraced her and they all prayed for her.  She went up to the front of the church and everyone made a circle around her.  My mother and father prayed for her as did all my relatives and the congregation.  Jeannette trembled and cried as we all did.  I got on my knees and begged God to take this horrible cancer away and make her healthy again.  I guess God wanted her with him.  Like my mom told me, " Only the Lord knows when it's your time to die."  I had to accept the fact that my daughter was leaving this earth.  It tore me up inside.  I felt like a big knife was stabbing me over and over.  I thank God for my family and for the church congregation that were there praying for her.  Jeannette came back for more prayers.  A total of three times.  I appreciate my familia for being there for her.  Jeannette's father and his family never did step inside the church but that's o.k.  Jeannette didn't care.  She held on to the people that truly loved her and in the end that is all that really mattered