Extreme Peace

2nd Corinthians 5, Psalms 138:7, and Psalms 118:17-19

Johnny L. Bishop Sr. 


Sunday April 15, 2012 Around 6:18pm

We got up from our typical Sunday nap, and decided to fly the kids kites out front.  Rebekah and I came back in after 20 minutes or so, then heard that 1 of the kites got stuck in the power lines.  I went back outside told the boys we would have to cut the line and just leave it alone.  After about 20 minutes of it being up there and it bothering me, I decided, I could try to get it with 1 of my pest control poles, although I knew better.  The kite was horizontal, I then grabbed the ladder and proceeded to not be smart.  The pole went higher than I intended it too and touched the line. 

My heart stopped, and was revived. I had a brief feeling of not being in my body, Rebekah and the boys saw sparks and me go limp over the ladder, I did not experience that.  During the whole time I felt extremely calm and peaceful.  The 1st thing I remember is hearing Rebekah scream, then seeing my arms dangling, then tasting blood in my mouth from biting my tongue.  I could not move nor feel my body, but I was able to tell Rebekah to knock me off the ladder, she then called 911.  While she was on the phone feeling was coming back and I was confident I would be ok.  The paramedics were shocked and so were the ER workers that I looked so good.  The tests all came back normal, I have a few burns and bruises, and a renewed sense on Life.  Not knowing all the reasons I'm still here, but I am grateful and will continue to serve The Lord and hopefully lead others into becoming Christ Followers, and spend more time with my family.  Johnny and Travis were Great and my Awesome Wife was Awesome.  Thanks for all your prayers.


Tuesday April 17, 2012 5am

I realized this morning that if we would have not gone inside we might have stopped the kite from getting stuck, I also realized it was God's wind that blew the kite.  In the end I believe it was meant to be, my thoughts have changed and, I don't want to ever forget, most specifically the most Peaceful feeling I have ever had.  
I did remember having a sensation of my arms being behind me, and saying get the pole out of my hands, but the family says they never heard me say that and they saw the pole get thrown out of my hands. 


Other Memories

I remembered the week of  being full of Life and Energy, I had such a strong urge to tell people there is so much more to Life and Death, and this is just a body and temporary that we live in and that people need Jesus.  I also noticed that when I looked at people I thought of them as Souls and that for some reason I was seeing young children as really pure and innocent.  Another aspect was that so much of what we do with our everyday lives just doesn't really matter that much.


Extreme Love - Rebekah Bishop

April 19, 2012

The feelings I am having are of anger, scared, thankfulness, love, frustration, blame, overwhelmed, tired, sick, in awe, and others that pass every once in a while.

I am so angry at Johnny for doing what he did, knowing he could get hurt and not listening to me when I told him to stop.  He could have left me here by myself by the choice he made and that makes me very upset.

I am scared that I will lose him and I cannot handle that thought.

I am thankful that God has let him live. Which gives me the feeling of overwhelming awe that God loves me so much he gave him to me again. The thought of God touching my life (little me) the way He did is so overwhelming. I am having a hard time dealing with the love I feel that God does love me and is working in my life. Growing up and even getting saved, I know God is with me. But to have His hand in my presence is too hard to comprehend.   If He loves me enough to give  Johnny back to me or even keeping him alive, what love He must have for me to let Jesus die for me. I would never let Johnny or even Little Johnny or Travis die for anyone. This just brings the thought of how much He loves me.

I am so frustrated with myself that I cannot seem to get over this. Johnny is alive and better physically and spiritually than before. I do not know why I cannot get over it. I think about what could of happened, but did not brings me back to God's love for me.
I blame myself for not stopping him. I knew the danger and I know he made the choice. But it doesn't stop the feeling.

Because of all these feelings inside myself, I cannot eat, sleep, or stay awake without thinking about it or dreaming about it. I feel nauseous all the time. 

When Johnny is gone, I am worried about him and if I will ever see him again. When he is here, it reminds me that he could not have been here. When he touches me or hugs me, tells me how beautiful he thinks I look, I feel like it will be the last time. It is just as hard to be with him as it is to be without him.

I realize this happened for a purpose and I now have to learn what that purpose is for me.

The Erwins sing a song I came across in the last day or so. The words are so very true for me.

I Will Praise Him

Now I've been on the mountain and I've been in the valley and I've have lived life in between...
But He is right beside me, and He is there to guide me and now I will lift my voice and sing.
I will praise Him in the good times and I will praise Him in the bad time,
I will praise Him when I am happy and I will praise Him when I am sad,
I will praise Him for the Blood that He shed on Calvary,
I will praise His name forever, God has been so good to me.
Now I don't have much money, and I, I seldom worry cause I know that He'll take care of me,
Cause He is my daily bread, and He keeps me warm and feed,
and now I will lift my voice and sing.
I will praise Him in the good times and I will praise Him in the bad time,
I will praise Him when I am happy and I will praise Him when I am sad,
I will praise Him for the Blood that He shed on Calvary,
I will praise His name forever, God has been so good to me.
I will praise Him in the good times and I will praise Him in the bad time,
I will praise Him when I am happy and I will praise Him when I am sad,
I will praise Him for the Blood that He shed on Calvary,
I will praise His name forever, God has been so good to me.
I will praise His name forever, God has been so good to me.

On April 19th, I took the top of this letter to Angie (a lady at our church), because I was having trouble getting through the process. She said things that did help, but what I think helped the most is her reading this letter out loud. I needed to hear someone else say what I was feeling. We went through each feeling and I explained in depth why I had those feelings. By the end of the talk, I was feeling fine. I did have a few more crying spells however. On Sunday, April 22, Our family was suppose to go see my parents in Meridian. Little Johnny was sick, so I took Travis and headed to church to see them. When I saw my dad, I wanted to hug him and cry all over again, however we were at church and that would have looked funny, so I just held it in. I was making it through the song service till Tiffany (a lady at their church) sang "Ride Out Your Storm" . Well, I did need that song. It helped me tremendously. After getting myself back together, Dad told us "How to Build a Sand Castle".   Matthew 7:24-27

(24)Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock: (25) And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded upon a rock. (26) And every one that heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, which built his house upon the sand: (27)And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall of it.    (KJV)

He talked about how he was glad when he accepted Christ as his Personal Savoir, Jesus became his Rock. Then he talked how mom received Jesus as her Personal Savoir and He became her Rock. Then he went on to Rachel and how she came to ask Jesus in her heart and He became her Rock. Then he started talking about me and when I ask Jesus in my heart and He became my Rock. By this time I again was in tears. As Dad reminded me of the hopelessness I felt before I got saved.

On April 11, 1984, I was 8 years old. Dad had a radio segment on Sunday mornings and on Thursday nights he would record the broadcast. For some reason I stayed home and laid on the floor on the other side of the closed door. I was just listening to all he was saying and playing. Then he played a song called "When He Reached Down His Hands" by my Aunt Tammy and Uncle Mark. I felt so low and sinful. I remember laying there and I just started crying. I cried and cried. When dad had finished the recording, I ran to my room and played like I was asleep. I did not want him to know that I had been crying. I think I fell asleep crying. The next day (April 12, 1984), everyone, but dad,  was in the car. I whispered to mom that I needed to talk to her. When we got home, I went into the bathroom, because I started crying again. I finally told her that I needed Jesus in my heart. She waited till dad got home and us three sat on their bed as I asked Jesus in my heart. I remember feeling very different. Although I did not understand how.

Dad then went on to talk about how Robert accepted Christ as his Personal Savior. Dad talked about the 2 men, 2 foundations, 2 storms, and 2 outcomes.  The foundation of the foolish man was weak and shallow. When the storm came, the foundation, the things of this world, could not hold the house and it fell and great was that fall. But, the wise man had his foundation on the rock, which is Jesus. Jesus can hold us through the harshest storms and we will always be fine.  He will protect us from all the battered winds, the harsh rains, and the floods, that make us feel like we are drowning in our problems. He is the only source of protection for us. So, How do you build a sand castle? By not putting our trust in Christ. The first hint of trouble, your castle will wash away.

Now as of April 30, 2012, I can say that, although it is still hard to get through the accident, My foundation is very strong! It is built on the Lord Jesus Christ and with that kind of foundation, I have no reason to doubt everything is in God's hands and He is in control of everything, including little me.

If everything happened just to show me that Jesus is my foundation, It was worth it. I have a renewed spirit of trusting Christ. Although we have choices to do things that may hurt us....We can choose to use those dumb choices to bring honor and glory to Jesus.

So, if you have any troubles and trials, Remember if you have Jesus in your heart, He is your foundation and your strength. Trust in Him and you will not fall.