Thursday, June 20, 2013

Seasons of Sylvia: February / March 1981

February 6, 1981
 
"Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous. Nevertheless, afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby."  Hebrews 12:11
 
"And He said unto me, My Grace is sufficient for thee, for my strength is made perfect in weakness."  II Cor. 12:9
 
Cindy sent me these two beautiful verses in her letter today. She must have been hurting today. Our children loved their daddy - Lord, keep them in Your Peace and strength, also.
 
Thank You Lord for spirits in communion today - Cindy's and mine.
 
 
Monday, Feb. 16, 1981
 
Spent the week-end with Bridget and it was like "old times". You can go back if you go back to the right people. We laughed over past and present times, got to see old friends, cruise "Main" - it's changed; growing pains that tend to change some things for the worse and that's sad, but old friends are special folk and I liked seeing them again.
 
A lot of my life is back there in DeRidder - it will always have a tugging hold on a corner of my heart.
 
 
February 28, 1981
 
One whole year - seems like just yesterday my heart stopped beating, too, and yet it seems like a hundred years of this emptiness in me.
 
Feb 28 - I'll not forget you, you're embedded forever in  my hurting heart. How ironic that on this day one year to the date of his death, Mearida's mother was laid to rest. Two people so dear to me to die within a year of each other.
 
Grandma Redmond was my dear friend, not just my mother-in-law. From the first I saw her, I loved her, she loved me and together we loved her son.
 
We thank You, Lord, for a good husband, a good daddy and a good mother-in-law and grandma. Some of the children were here this day for support and with love.
 
March 7, 1981
 
Oh Lord Jesus - my hurts feel raw today - I feel so weak and tearful, and at other times, so strong.  Up and down, up and down, and yet I know You are with me wherever I am.  That's a consolation and a peace for me.
                                    ~~~~~~~~~~

(Cindy is me. DeRidder is where we did most of our growing up. Bridget Gates was one of mom's lasting friends from her years in DeRidder. A few months before mom died, Bridget had her daughter drive her to Baton Rouge to visit mom. Momma's reaction was tears and "I never thought I would ever see you again in this lifetime." Bridget was faithful to sent cards and notes each month to stay in touch. Each card was received with smiles and sweet memories mom had of her long-time friend. When mom died, Bridget again made the trip to say goodbye to her dear friend.)

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