There are many things that I would love to write in a letter to my mother. But it has been a little over two years since she made her grand entrance into heaven. From a daughter to a mom there are many heartaches, tears, fears and joys I would love to share. And tonight is not different. But I have a quick letter that I would love to write her...if I could.
Dearest Mom,
My heart is bursting with joy tonight! The power of pray is so amazing! You taught your four children to be prayer warriors. You were the best prayer warrior!
For over five years I have been praying for Son-in-love to accept Jesus as his Savior. I must admit at times I wondered if my prayers reached only my ceiling and not the ears of God. But that is just what Satan would want me think! Shame on me! Guess what???? Tonight he received Christ as his Savior! Oh Momma! He is part of the family of God!
I miss you! I love you so much and I can not wait to see you again and give you a big hug!
Thanks for you and Daddy never giving up in teaching me and my siblings!
Love,
Sam
(Kritty Pooh)
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Friday, February 28, 2014
"Lord, Who am I?"
That is a question I ask myself almost daily as I look in the mirror. Just taking a quick look many things come to my mind. Then I take a longer look, "Eww, you really DON'T want to color your hair?" "Man, you could have used more sleep." "Mmmm, a Mary Kay make over is way over due." "Umm, how about a new wardrobe?"
Then I look deeper, no, not at the wrinkles, sagging skin, imperfections of the skin, but beyond that..."Lord, who am I?" I am a child of THE Holy God, a wife, a mother, a mammi, an aunt, a daughter, a sister, a friend, most of all a sinner.
The last one, a sinner, is what really gets me. I AM A SINNER! Why would a Holy God want to bother with me? Maybe because I am worth loving?
John 3:16 "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life."
What can I say? I can't argue with scripture. Amazing how one verse can hold so much power. God loved, so I am worth being loved.
But still, "Lord, who am I?" I take an even deeper look. "Lord, who am I?" I am a fallen woman trying to walk a life that is pleasing to my Savior. I like the blog header that Sarah Mae has on her blog, "fitting perfect into fallen". Yes, I like that. I am not perfect, never will be this side of heaven. I can not measure up to what God wants me to be, because I will always fall short of it. But God knew that when His Spirit drew me to Him. He knew that I could not be a wife, a mother, a mammi, an aunt, a daughter, a sister, a friend without Him.
So I ask again, "Lord, who am I?" And He whispers that I am His child and no matter what comes my way I am His. I will lean on His everlasting arm and let Him guide me through this life until I see His face in Glory.
I am probably not going to color my hair...I am trying to age gracefully. I probably will not get much more sleep, the Mary Kay make over will never be possible, and the wardrobe will always be lacking. But I know who I am and will rely on Him to walk me step by step.
Then I look deeper, no, not at the wrinkles, sagging skin, imperfections of the skin, but beyond that..."Lord, who am I?" I am a child of THE Holy God, a wife, a mother, a mammi, an aunt, a daughter, a sister, a friend, most of all a sinner.
The last one, a sinner, is what really gets me. I AM A SINNER! Why would a Holy God want to bother with me? Maybe because I am worth loving?
John 3:16 "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life."
What can I say? I can't argue with scripture. Amazing how one verse can hold so much power. God loved, so I am worth being loved.
But still, "Lord, who am I?" I take an even deeper look. "Lord, who am I?" I am a fallen woman trying to walk a life that is pleasing to my Savior. I like the blog header that Sarah Mae has on her blog, "fitting perfect into fallen". Yes, I like that. I am not perfect, never will be this side of heaven. I can not measure up to what God wants me to be, because I will always fall short of it. But God knew that when His Spirit drew me to Him. He knew that I could not be a wife, a mother, a mammi, an aunt, a daughter, a sister, a friend without Him.
So I ask again, "Lord, who am I?" And He whispers that I am His child and no matter what comes my way I am His. I will lean on His everlasting arm and let Him guide me through this life until I see His face in Glory.
I am probably not going to color my hair...I am trying to age gracefully. I probably will not get much more sleep, the Mary Kay make over will never be possible, and the wardrobe will always be lacking. But I know who I am and will rely on Him to walk me step by step.
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