It was hard work, I don’t mind telling you, and it was painful at times. I had to peel back layer after layer of my life; go way back and remember things that were deeply buried in the old crusty layers of my brain, some things I didn’t want to remember…but, wow, was it worth it!
I felt like a mother hen as I was honored to see many experience their “moment”. For some, it was when they were baptized in the Jordan River. For others, it was at Masada, the Garden of Gethsemane, the Garden Tomb and Golgatha. These were all places of overwhelming emotion. I know, without a doubt, that each person had an encounter that changed their life…a “high water mark” that they will never forget.
When we walk at the lake house she can go “off leash”. She romps up ahead and then she turns and waits for me sniffing here and there. Toward the end of our walk, I give her the “free” command and she takes off down the straight-away to the house the last 100 yards running full speed — it is such a delight to see her this way.
I crept slowly and reverently toward the Wailing Wall in hopes of a small open space where I, too, with my sisters from all over the world, could reach up and touch it. Oh, the emotions that overwhelmed me…
Our world view is our filter through which we look at everything.
“I needed to become specifically proactive at being a Grandma”
“Thank you Lord for letting me be born in America, in Tulsa, Oklahoma, to my Mama and Daddy.”
Hello for the first time and welcome to my blog. I have wanted to blog for a long time but just never could make it happen…couldn’t make my “get up and go” get goin’, if you know what I mean… Anyway, for those who just might be interested in what I have to say, I’m [...]