My Walk with the Lord

True stories about God's miracles and how He has blessed my life through trials and troubles. It touches on a range of topics from angels to single parenting, death, nursing homes. You will laugh, you will cry, you will be amazed to see how much God really loves you.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Providence Spring at Andersonville, Georgia

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Yesterday, August 19th, 2011, I took the short drive to the historic Andersonville Civil War prisoner of war camp. As I entered the serene park, I sensed a peace and I also sensed an appreciation for those soldiers (both sides) who have served and fought for what they believed to be right.

I drove up to the Prisoner of War Museum, went to the restroom, and inside was several active duty soldiers, changing from their Battle Dress Fatigues into Army Blue uniforms. They were young and very professional; many of them had combat ribbons. As I talked to them, the lead Sergeant said they were a Honor Guard Unit from Fort Benning, and were there to perform a military ceremony for a deceased veteran. I later rode to the cemetery and viewed the thousands of grave sites of veterans, not only from the Civil War, but other wars including today's War on Terrorism. Soldiers from the north and south lay side by side, as Old Glory gently flapped in the breeze.

The grounds were well maintained...but, the pictures of what the prisoners endured were eye opening (Google Andersonville and read about it). One thing that caught my eye was a little stone house. I went over to see it, and it was Providence Spring, a steady stream of water was coming from the fountain.

You see, back in 1864, the prisoners lacked good drinking water, and many of them held a prayer meeting, and asked God for help. Here is an eyewitness account of what happened :
One such testimony is from a Confederate soldier who was 15 at the time of the miracle. He said that there was no account of the miracle even though he admits that others gave testimony of it. Another testimony of the miracle was a Union soldier from Maryland who was there and was witness to the miracle was S.E. Lookingbill of Company C 6th Maryland Vol., Inf., 2nd Brigade 3 Division, 6th Army Corps, Army of the Potomac

�There is a fine stone house erected in 1901, at Providence Spring and this Inscription is on the wall: "The Prisoners' cry of thirst rang up to Heaven; God heard, and with His thunder cleft the earth and poured his sweet water came rushing here." On another side of this house is the inscription: "God smote the hillside and gave them drink, August 16, 1864.

There has been a great deal written about Providence Spring and what caused the water to come out of the earth at this place. I will state that I was there at the time God gave this spring to us, and this spring came through prayer for water.

The water furnished the stockade by the branch became so unfit from the filth on the outside and from the cook house and stables that there was a general cry for water from all over the camp and God heard the cries of his people and gave them Providence Spring. The Confederates at the time, and even to this day, call this Providence Spring, and say that God answered the soldiers' prayer for water.

This morning, August 12, 2011, I wrote this little poem about this event:

Providence Spring at Andersonville, Georgia

Providence Spring at Andersonville, Georgia

The much needed drinking water was there all along
A prayer meeting was held and the men sang a song
Cool refreshing water was what the prisoners needed
And to their anguished cries the good LORD heeded

Lord in their deep need and despair they cried out to you
And a great rain and thunderstorm arrived out of the blue
You sent a huge bolt of lightning to strike the red earth
It blew the ground apart and caused it to give new birth

To a cool refreshing clear stream of water to drink
To those prisoners of war who readily did sink
To their knees in gratitude of your help that day
You answered their petitions in your wonderful way

Irvin L. Rozier, Captain (Ret) U.S. Army

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Precious Family Memories

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Precious Memories of the James Bess and Esma Crosby Rozier Family

My grandparents, named above, had six children together. Grandpa died in 1933, and Grandma died in 1964. Their children were: Gladys, J.B., Essie Mae, Owen, A.J. (my Dad), and Joe. Later, Grandma had a girl with her third husband, Silas Crosby, and her name is Virginia.

Aunt Gladys and Aunt Virginia are still living but the others left this world one by one. First was Daddy (1966), then J.B. (1985), Owen (1987), Mae (1994), and Joe (2001). Four of my first cousins are also gone on, James, Clyde, Wyley (Mae's sons), and Owen Jr (Owen Sr's son).

I remember as a child growing up in Patterson and Blackshear, Georgia, how the family would get together a few times a year. I always looked forward to these times..J.B. would drive in from Kentucky in that big old Buick Wildcat, and Aunt Gladys would come from Texas in her beautiful Thunderbird (she had a little dog that she would dress up...even paint its' toenails..never could figure out why). Then Uncle Joe and his family would come in that station wagon from Virginia. Owen, Mae, A.J., and Virginia's families all lived in Pierce county, Georgia.

I remember playing sandlot baseball and football on Grandma's old cow pasture, and in the lane in front of her house. I also remember "hog killing" times. Every fall, Grandma would have some hogs and a cow butchered for the meat, and the lard. It was done in her backyard by family and friends.

Once a year, we would all go to Jekyll Island and enjoy the beach. I remember Aunt Virginia's husband, Billy, taking an old tractor tire tube as a float. The sun was hot, the water was cool, and the picnic food was great. We did have to watch out for the jellyfish. Aunt Mae particularly liked the beach at old Jekyll Island.

Grandma had a big lap, and I remember sitting in it as she rocked me in her rocking chair. She also cooked some mighty fine vittles, and would always have something for us to eat. She had a tangerine tree beside her house (her yard was always kept spotless..no grass just sand that had to be raked), and you could tell that she loved her place. One day, Clyde and I decided we would sneak one of them tangerines despite the warning Grandma gave us..she had said , "Boys, don't touch them tangerines, they ain't ripe yet!"....Well, Clyde and I crawled under the house, snuck up by that tree, reached up to grab us a tangerine, and there was Grandma with a peach tree switch...we found out quickly that she meant business.

I also remember the brothers, three World War II veterans, and one Korean Veteran, sitting around Grandma's table, drinking coffee, and talking about old memories...they so enjoyed each others company. I wanted a cup of that coffee, too, so Daddy would let me drink some once in a while..but it was diluted with milk.

I remember that sad day in 1964 when Grandma's funeral procession left her home place, taking her tired body to her final resting place. After her death, the family still gathered together, but it wasn't the same without Grandma. Daddy joined her in heaven just two short years later.

I am blessed of the good Lord to be born in such a loving family. We still have a family reunion once a year, and my grandparents' descendents are increasing yearly.

There is so much more I could write about family memories but the ones I recorded were on my mind today.

Irvin L. Rozier

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Sunday, February 21, 2010

The Old Man and the Shoe and Socks

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Monday, December 07, 2009

A Ripple in the Pond of Humanity

Well, praise the Lord who multiplies! One rock can cause ripples that reaches all shores.

In 2003, I wrote a book (My Walk with the Lord), had it published and sold a few. Then I got a computer in May 2004. I begin to post some of my stories from the book, and other articles and poems. I recently looked at a site where I had posted, and then another..and praise God, my writings have been read by hundreds of thousands of people throughout the world...Still haven't sold but a few hundred books (gave away that many), but the Lord has multipled my efforts for Him.

Today, I sold two books, and one of them to a Jew from Israel...as he reads, may the Lord pull the scales from his eyes, and may the stories I wrote touch him in a special way.

Little is much when God is in it!

Irvin L. Rozier aka walkin2e