My name is (AMY), I'm a friend
of Beverly XXXXXXX
Shortly after Lisa was injured, Beverly contacted me and asked
me to pray for Lisa and view her web site. At the time Beverly
told me about Lisa, she had no idea that my husband was physically
abusive to me. My ex-husband suffered from severe depression
and anxiety. Over the nine years we were together his anger
become more and more out of control. At times of rage he would
hit me, kick me, knock me to the ground, beat me with a belt
and once me choked me to near unconsciousness. But even with
all the abuse I always accepted his apologies and continued
to stay in the relationship. After viewing the website and
hearing about what happened to Lisa, I made a decision to
leave my husband and make a new life for myself. The night
I moved out of my home, my husband was chasing me with his
car and nearly ran my car off the road. What saved me is that
he got pulled over by a police officer for speeding. When
I heard the siren from the police car, I drove off and never
returned to my home or my husband. I look back at my relationship
and I realize that I saw the warning signs of his abusive
behavior before I married him and chose to look the other
way. I know now that I will never allow anyone to abuse me
again. I believe that hearing Lisa's story may have saved
my life. She has touched my life in such an incredible way.
I'm sure that my life isn't the last life she will touch!
I pray for Lisa often, she is so fortunate to have such a
loving and caring family.
Best Wishes,
AMY
God bless you all!
"To Lisa"
A
circumstance beyond repair,
as
flecks of gold woven in her hair.
From
azure eyes that mocked the sight,
of
the hues of blues in air twilight.
As
diamonds strewn across her smile,
laughter
and sunshine as a child.
A
gentle nature that rests upon,
she
lives in us, she is not gone.
A
way of subtle humbling grace,
of
all who were blessed to caress her face.
You'll
find her in the early morn,
of
dew dropped petals who have been scorn.
You'll
feel her in the beckoning rain,
that
washes all clean and returns again.
In
the setting sun of amber dawn,
she
lives in all, she is not gone.
When
waves dance lazily upon the shore,
she'll
resume the tide and return once more.
For
all the greatness has its way,
of
strengthening what is here to stay.
She'll
play amongst the silver stars,
that
say goodnight to all that's ours.
And
with God's arms she's synonymous,
and
she'll embrace the paths of all of us.
And
the tears that fall sorrowfully upon,
will
remind our hearts, she is here
Forever,
she is not gone.
E-mail
by Jan Weberg Good morning,
My name is Jan and I am the mother to Sean Scally. Apparently
he met you while my dad was in the hospital. I simply wanted
to thank you and Lisa for being living testimonies to my son.
He talks of you often and speaks about your faith. At this time
in his life he is still questioning whether there is a God or
not and I am thankful that the Lord that has placed you and
your daughter in his path.
My He continue to richly bless you and rest assured that you
and Lisa will continuously be in my prayers.
Sincerely,
E-mail
by Aunt Sue
There is a purpose to every season in time,
And when we let go of fear and trust in the infinite
wisdom of life, only then can our hearts be free to
hear the song of hope. Only then can we move gracefully
from what was, into the miracle of what can be.
Proverbs 3: 5-6
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not in your
own understanding. In all your ways, acknowledge him, and he shall
direct your path.”
It is very important and exciting, what is revealed to us when we have
faith in him who saves us. Lisa has gained not only a wonderful gracious
gift, but an incredible testimony from what Christ has done in her life
and the lives surrounding her. I feel the need to pray for the man who
was involved, that he might speak the truth and seek the Lord for
forgiveness. Christ charges us to pray for all things and I feel that we
should. “For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not
of yourselves; it isthe gift of God” (Eph.2:8). I feel truly blessed to
have witnessed this miracle
and I’m sure all who read this will agree that our God is and awesome God.
Hi! I am
related to Samantha Tokash and I heard about Lisa on Sunday 29th of
September and I started to pray for her recovery and for your strength
throughout this horrific time. I even prayed for the repose of her soul
thinking that she had died! On Friday October 4 while I was away with 11
other girlfriends at a cabin in Aspen dale, near Bishop, I again lifted
Lisa up to the Lord and prayed for all those who mourned the tragic
loss. I was overwhelmed with joy and gratitude to hear on Saturday
October 5 that LISA IS ALIVE!! What a miracle! We immediately had a
special prayer time for Lisa and we all lifted her up and asked the Lord
to continue the good work that He has begun in her, to restore Lisa and
to guide the physicians and to give them wisdom. I will continue to ask
the Lord to hold Lisa in the palm of His hand and to give you all the
strength and the joy to keep on "keeping on"! Look to God for
more of His miracles and thank him in advance for the miracles that He
has in store for Lisa. Thank you so much for putting together this web
page. I will continue to check it and to pray for the specifics
mentioned in the progress report. God bless you, now and forever and may
His grace be sufficient for you.
Carol
Carlsbad, CA
I am an ICU nurse at Mission Hospital and have
taken care of Lisa many times. I have seen miraculous
progress in Lisa thanks to the support and prayers of her family
and friends. It is an amazing experience to go to work
now and see Lisa moving and yawning and trying to open her her
eyes, she even seems to recognize my voice. I did not
know Lisa before this accident but I have come to know her and
pray for her recovery throguh the loving words of her family.
I always look forward to seeing your smiling faces and I will
miss you when Lisa moves on as she will. I wish you and
your family the best.
I'm not sure how to
start off my email so I'm just going to jump into it. My name
is Mario and a friend of mine told me about Lisa's story. I
believe she is a friend of a friend of Lisa's. I wanted to tell
you about my story hoping that it would maybe help with your
thoughts and prayers. Here we go... I was working in Venezuela
when a drunk driver went through a red light and hit me right
as i entered the intersection. He was going so fast (they said
100mph but its hard to believe) that he made my car roll over
6 times. As my car was rolling the weight of the car was pounding
my head against the asphalt. My guardian angels must have been
with me that night because a taxi driver stopped and tried to
get me out of the car. He asked for help but everyone around
the accident said i was dead and to leave me alone. A doctor
happen to be driving by and he stopped and helped the taxi driver
to get me out. They took me to a hospital where, somehow, i
got my phone out and tried to call my girlfriend. The doctor
took the phone and told her what happened as i could not function.
She then called my company and the security personnel showed
up. That night the doctors operated on my brain and my parents
got a call that there was a accident and i was going to die
that night. It was real bad an no one thought i was going to
make it. After the operation i had tubes sticking out of my
skull to drain fluids. Remember, this is Venezuela so they are
a bit behind in the medical fields. After a day passed my parents
we called again and told that i was in coma and not to come
and pick me up. The doctors in Venezuela were working with doctors
here in the US along with my parents keeping posted on any progress.
The doctors here in the US said that i would not make it alive.
The brain damage was too severe. I am telling you my story so
you can see where i was and where i am now and how it might
help Lisa. After 4 days in Venezuela i was shipped back to the
US in a coma. I woke up about a week later with severe brain
damage, not able to talk, could not see, i could think but could
not talk, my left arm had no feeling, and everything else you
could imagine. The only memory I have when waking up is seeing
my parents, aunts and uncles around my bed for about 10min then
everything went black again. The doctor was ready to operate
on me again but i was able to say one word 2 hours before the
operation. Because i said that word, the doctor canceled the
operation. It was a sign that i was improving and another operation
would cause more damage. When i woke up again i tried to tell
my family what happened but i could not talk clear at all. My
thoughts were clear in my mind but i could not muster one clear
word. Later, when i could control my body functions (moving
my arms, legs, pointing, etc.) i was able to get some message
across... and start therapy. The left side of my brain was damaged
the most so all of my speech functions were impaired not to
mention any processing of information around me. Once again,
more therapy. I could understand what was going on around me
but i could not remember it for more than 20 min. While i was
in a coma and after, my family would spend time with me and
my Mom would tell everyone to touch me and talk to me. Although
i gave no reaction they kept doing it. They would talk to me
and let me know what's going on. To tell you the truth, I don't
remember any of this as my brain had blocked a lot o things
due to pain but as i stand today it had to have helped. I remember
1 second clips like a dream about such things but its not clear.
I'm not saying that you dont do these things and I don't mean
any harm but i think it might help if you could see my side
and i was in Lisa's position before. When someone would talk
with me it registered in my thought's but i could not respond.
I could think clear and comprehend but it was like someone shut
off the switch to my mouth. It just didn't work. My vision was
very blurry, almost like a dream and a water color painting
mixed. When I could not see people would tell me who they were
so i would know. With my job i have to travel to different countries
so when people heard about my accident many emails came in from
all over. My Dad would read me the emails and I would understand
what he read but my mind didn't work like before. It was is
super slow mode so i could not really react to anything read
as I was still processing what was said. Its unimaginable unless
you have been there. Everyone thinks about broken bones, scrapes
or bruises. No on really thinks about brain damage and how the
healing happens. In my situation my brain registered certain
things but i could not respond. One way to look at it is that
my brain is a cabinet and i forgot which drawers had my tools.
The tool to speak, the tool to remember what someone told me,
the tool to see... basically everything. My cabinet had millions
of drawers and finding the right tool took a long time. In the
end I was lucky. I basically went from death, to a coma, to
a 2 year old, to relearning things i forgot, to working part-time
and hopefully soon full-time. I read a little about Lisa on
her website but i could not read a lot as i started to cry and
it hurt me. I wanted you to know that anytime you talk to her
she will hear you although you may not see any reaction. Anytime
you read to her, she will listen but may not show any facial
expressions. Every time you touch her she will feel it although
may not remember it. I can remember being in her shoes when
people would ask me to squeeze their hand, ever faint i did.
They would ask me questions but i could not get any clear words
out but my mind understood how to respond. Within 7 months from
the accident i was able to start work part-time. The doctors
said I would never make it. Now they say that they have never
seen anyone recover as fast or as well as I have. To be honest,
i ignored what the doctors said after i was shown a scan of
my brain and half of it was smashed to the other side. It looked
like i was missing one half of my brain. Seeing that image made
me drive to get better. Of course i was threatened to be strapped
down to my bed, to have an alarm on my bad so when i moved it
would go off and everything else a nurse can do but i kept driving.
I did things outside of the "therapy hours" in my
bed like trying to make my legs work when they just didn't move.
I would pick them up and try to bend them. I tried to feel my
left arm when there was no feeling. I could not try or have
the strength at all if my family was not there. I can imagine
you are with Lisa all the time and i want you to know that it
helps and makes a difference to her and her recovery. I'm telling
you what i remember in my recovery and how these very, very
little things (like a kiss on my cheek, a touch of the hand,
or someone sitting next to me on my bed) that a healthy person
would not even realize but make a huge difference. I have written
a lot and i hope it was not overwhelming. I will pray for Lisa...
Guard well, Mario
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