I cried in church Sunday. Hubby was speaking. Talking about battles we face, discouragements that come, hard places to overcome. But he didn't leave us there. He showed us through God's word that we have a heavenly father who will do the fighting, carry us through the discouragements, and lead us every step of our journey.
He talked also about getting older, using our mothers and fathers as examples. And I remembered my mother. She's still alive. Still beautiful. Still desiring to be active even though she is feeble. Softie that I am, I cried remembering the past and how sad it is to think of the future. Of knowing I will lose her. Of never being able to ask her for advice again. Of never going shopping with her again. Of the years gone, oh, so quickly.
Of course, I know I'll see her in heaven. What a comfort.
But I still cry over the earthly loss, I have no doubt, can't be too far away.
Thank you, God, for giving me such a beautiful, caring mother.
I love you,
Mom!
Blessings!
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I. too, cherish my Mom. She joined the Celebration in 2004 and I am eager to praise the Lord with her again. Sweet post, Carole.
Oh, Sherry, I lost my mother this past week. I posted this but it was written a long time before now. I'm sad. I should have posted it before. More about Mama later. Thanks for commenting.
I'm so sorry, Carole. I'm praying for you and your family.
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