A "God Ordered" Day

 As God's children, we are always aware of His Presence and direction in our lives.  Every once in a while we have a special moment in time, in which we are made extremely aware of His Divine love and care.  Yesterday is a day that will always live in my memory as one of those special times.

I seldom feel the need to visit my Mom and Dad's graves. I've learned that we all deal with our losses differently.  I love the springtime, when my Mama's flowers bloom in my yard. I love to take her cane and walk around the yard in the early morning hours as she did.  I sing the song that I can still hear her sweet voice warbling:

                                            I come to the garden alone

While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.

And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.

He speaks, and the sound of His voice,
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.

Yesterday, was different. For some reason I got up with on overwhelming need to go to Mama and Daddy's graves.  Jon wasn't able to make the trip, told me I wasn't able to make it alone, and Avon is never able to make the trip.  Why did I feel this way?  A little while later I was talking to Avon, and she had gotten up with the same strong need to go as well.  That in itself was a miraculous event.

We called Joanne about meeting us there.  Her response was, "You've GOT TO BE KIDDING!" Total unbelief, like I said, it never happens.  Sis and I practically threw ourselves together and headed out for the two hour trip.  

Each of us putting flowers on the graves.

 We were rather unprepared for what happened next. We called our sister Pam in Indiana.  Joanne put her on speaker phone.  She too had felt so many memories and emotions stirring.  We sat and reminisced, laughed, cried, and rejoiced.  There was nothing sad here.  How we thanked God for our heritage.  We remembered moments in time, shared burdens over our families, and renewed our commitment to God.  We vowed anew, by God's grace, to carry The Torch onward and forward to this present age. We prayed, "May all who come behind us find us faithful..."

God's Presence transcended the miles, and our hearts were united in a way far more real than even actually being together.

We took our precious last letter from Monty and shared with Pam... how Monty and a few cell mates are gathering and praying for revival in a loathsome prison filled with despair, depravity, and deplorable conditions. Prayers of Mama and Daddy being fulfilled long after their deaths. Yes, we ALL FIVE were there...united in love.

And then we do what Sower's ALWAYS do... we sang... In the Sweet Bye and Bye, It will be Worth it All When We See Jesus, This Is What Heaven Means to Me, and Thank God For My Christian Home... the melody rang out, the tears of joy flowed, and our hearts were so full.  For, "We sorrow not as those who have no hope........" It was a blessed "Mother's Day" for us....

Just a very short clip....

And last but not least......we did what we sisters ALWAYS DO, we laughed alot....

Next to God............family is EVERYTHING!!!