Our Youth Pastor.
He didn’t know it was the Eve of her home going.
It made me think of her.
She would have loved his outfit.
She would have told him.
So, I did.
And today she’s been gone for 3 years.
Her smile and laughter missed by all who knew her.
This is a repost from last year.
It is my walk.
The journey God has placed before me.
I am grateful I worked through the tough season with my mom to be able to love and serve her in her last days her on this earth.
If you have relationships that are fragmented.
To make them holy.
Strive to be peace.
I for one am grateful I did.
She Loved God, She loved purple, She was our Mom
December 5, 2014
She loved purple.
but mostly only as far as Boston; to the inside of a hospital.
and busy social calendar.
given to each of the kids, each year.
make us into a people that long to hear your name
above the clatter of the season,
above the pain of searing grief and loss and
above any other name that distracts.
Let this great news, bring us great joy.