June 12, 1981
June 12, 1946 - God, I was in the heavens!
Today we would have celebrated 35 years. I did so want at least 50! I wasn't ready for what happened, but I am so thankful for having had a marriage that was good for 33 years.
Everyone thinks I'm so brave,but You, Lord, know better, don't you? I can't hide from You.
Lord, I'm not able to understand all that happened but I can accept it, and that, in itself, is the miracle of Your love and Your life in me.
July 24, 1981
"I love Thee, Lord Jesus
And Thy love to me,
Draws me ever to seek Thee,
And run after Thee"...
Praise the Lord! It's so good to sing along with the saints in Dallas.
I'm one with all the saints in every place who call on the name of the Lord!
Oh, Lord Jesus!
August 18, 1981 - Tuesday
Joey left for college today - you'd think I would be getting used to these "good-bye's", but no way does that happen. The last is as sorrowful and heart-tugging as the first! But, Joe is my last baby bird - no more to fly from my nest.
He left me a beautiful note under my pillow - "baby bird" had as hard a time as "mama bird" did...
"I am thy shield and thy exceeding great reward" - Gen. 15:1
Can my heart wish for more than this? We can stand in His promises. I'm writing these words on the blackboard of my heart a thousand times so that when I feel sad, I'll call them to mind and find joy in the minute or hour or day.
I read this poem not too long ago and I'm sure it was meant for me for just this time...
Oh time, be slow!
It was a dawn ago I was a child dreaming of being grown,
A noon ago I was with children of my own, and now,
It's afternoon and late and they are grown,
Time, wait!
(Mrs. Billy Graham)
Beautiful words written by a christian mother and I boldly borrow them for now.
October 13, 1981
Lord, thank You for giving me someone like Stan - he's been so kind and caring and supportive through these weeks of loneliness for me. And I love him as my son. His "pop-in" visits have been such a bright light for me and now I am having to tell him "good-bye" too.
Good-byes are so aching - they're like doors closing on a part of your life you want to keep open and as it is - but, I am happy for Stan - he has a better job, and because I love him, I have to let him go, too, with a blessing and not tears. Watch over him, too, as You watch over all my children.
`````````````````````````````````````
( I love reading my mother's thoughts. In the midst of her sorrows, her love for her Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, always shines through... May all those reading and enjoying her journals see her Christ and come to love Him as she did. Cynthia)
No comments:
Post a Comment