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As I write
this, it’s Mother’s Day. When I awoke
and got my senses together enough to realize what day it was, my first thought
was to call Mother or go see her or both.
Very quickly, though, reality set in; and I realized that she is no
longer a phone call away. This is my
second Mother’s Day without her; but the first one was so soon after her death
that it didn’t seem real. This one is
very real.
Honestly,
there’s been a bit of sadness in my heart today because I miss her; but the
reality is that I rejoice for her! She’s
in a beautiful place with her Savior, and I wouldn’t bring her back if I could.
So, Mother,
I say thank you for who you were and the love you gave and the sacrifices you
made for your husband, your children, and all those grandchildren and
great-grandchildren. We love you, and we
miss you; but we’re so glad you’re where you are.
There are
many opinions about what heaven is like and what its citizens experience—what they
can see or not see. I believe that you
were able to laugh and smile and enjoy watching your descendants today. The love you inspired continues on through
the generations that followed. And that “bit
of sadness” I felt has been overshadowed by the joy of being with my kids and
grandkids, knowing that you’re getting a kick out of it (and taking photos if
there are cameras in heaven!).
Thank you,
Jesus, for my mom….
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