He put what was important to him, his paintings, drawings, and his work of art in storage with a help an angel name Stanly, simply known as “Stan” that God had sent to help him out. A stranger he had never met or seen before. Stan came every day for weeks and stayed until the end and until all was done, and all of his savored possessions were safely stored away. Without Stan, it simply wouldn’t have been possible. Although poor, he didn’t ask for anything or bargained for cash. He was a warm-hearted, kind, and gentle of a man. He was compensated with what Rock didn’t need to keep and gave him some cash. But no matter what he gave Stan, it was never going to be enough for how important he was to be in Rock’s life. He was Godsend, as Rock believed. God has blessed him again as Stan was of a golden-hearted angel of a man to be. A true image of almighty God that we all dream of to be!

However, amidst all of these pains, Rock was still blessed with many friends and for their emotional help. He continued playing music with his friend, Rick, an angel but a mad one as he was to be. That was a blessing and a joy he had received. Eventually, the time had come to say goodbye to where that had been home for ever so long, a place he never imagined he had to leave before his time. It was as hard as the day his unfaithful and adulteress wife left the house as she was now a slave to her master the devil and its agent, the lowlife of man Steve Robbins. He now had no place to go or call home or to put his head down. Just as the devil had it planed in the hope of bring him down to his knees and just once hear him curse God for all the pains he had to bear. But the Lucifer is darkness, and God is the light, and there is nothing to be gained in darkness while one can bask in the light. For the next few days, Rock stayed with his friend squaring away the last bit of business and say goodbye to the land he loved and had cherished for so long.

He continued serving at the church, another home he would miss for years to come, a sanctuary where the devil had no place. On the last Sunday, again, God blessed him with a young angel friend at the church as she to run her errands and needed his help to get around. As usual, he offered to help as he was always ready to help anyone he could, or they would ask for help. She was a beautiful angel, easy on the eyes and soothing to have on his side. She accompanied him the last few days and helped occupied his mind. He was thankful to God for putting her in his path so he could help her a bit in her struggling young life. She needed a few things that he was happy to provide. After All:

"A spiritual gift is given to each of you so you can help each other."
- Corinthians 12:7

He left to go visit his mother and brother in California, where they reside. The visit was long overdue and much needed as his mother recovering from a mild stroke after the loss of her beautiful angel, her young daughter, and she was in need of her eldest son and his love and helping hands to move on. They grieved together for their loss of beloved one and spoke about his misfortune with teary eyes. His mother consoled him and reminded him that she always knew he was a chosen one. She told him God was in charge, and he had to believe in Him and wait for His blessing as He always had looked over him thus far! The visit was a blessing in disguise as his mother recovered and became stronger again to live on.