With Gratitude This Broken Hearted Mama says,
We rose early.
A week ago now!
My brother in law and I.
And while it was still quiet; a hush still over everything.
We set the pig to roasting.
Later in the day we would welcome family, friends and community members to the farm.
There was much to do.
The day dawned beautifully.
With coffee in hand we began to work.
The tents set up the day before.
We decorated and created.
I prayed over that space and time.
I wanted people to feel welcome and relaxed.
I wanted people to have a good time.
I want Elijah’s Memorial Fund to offer scholarships for years.
I hope to expand our giving to Military Families.
It wasn’t about me.
It was about Elijah.
It was about God drawing his people together;
We are a people that God has asked us to remember.
Remember his goodness.
Remember that he does what he said he would do.
God is not human, that he should lie, not a human being, that he should change his mind.
Does he speak and then not act? Does he promise and not fulfill?
You all came.
You brought friends.
We welcomed new friends and dear, old ones.
You young people came to see this broken hearted mama.
You sang the song from Graduation and then his funeral.
You played songs written in his memory.
You jazzed the stage with rhythm.
For a little while we broke bread and fellowshipped.
We raised almost $4000 to continue to bless students at MMU.
I pray we can do more.
Give generously to them and do so without a grudging heart;
then because of this the Lord your God will bless you in all your work
and in everything you put your hand to.
Elijah lived a good and full life.
It wasn’t perfect.
He lived as well as he could.
Now his work is finished.
Yet, from beyond the grave He is still giving.
Our prayer is that you felt welcomed here on the farm.