As with every year summer comes to an end. This summer, and I'm thrilled to say past, was a summer I could hardly wait for it to be over! It met with all the challenges of most summers in a dry desert but in particular newer challenges seemed to be thrown into the pot. And where does one begin to go when you seem to be stuck in a holding cell - metaphorically speaking - or should I say a pot that just continues to get stir with seemingly no real results; at least maybe none visible.
The past few summers had been pretty hot with this summer being particularly hot causing our little orchard to struggle. It started out looking like we would have a good amount of fruit, apricots, peaches and nectarines - there was nothing! It was struggling from the previous three summers - so was I, I'm sure some older folk heard the phrase, worn to a frazzle before. My dad hadn't been well, then had hip surgery at 92, I would joke and say his hobby is now my new hobby, I also seem to be on the run with 4-wheels as well . . . Bottom line, I had neglected most of its care and worked hard just keeping the trees alive. I am happy to say what did make it and has quite a bit of fruit is the Pomegranates. They do well over all in the desert and are tolerant in the climate we've been dealing with. I weighed one that split - needless to say was blown away with its size. The entire bush has a plethora of sizes growing but to my surprise this morning and as beautiful as the pomes have been looking, some nasty bird has been gutting them from behind and out of sight from how I was viewing.
1-lb.3oz not to shabby, not quite ready on the right I got the day before.
This is what I found this morning with several I launched into the chicken yard with a few happy chicks waiting! As in most things - that aren't necessarily visible to us we tend to see a snippet of what is there unless it is revealed by taking a closer look, a better look.
Okay next day and around 6AM.
Red Pome and White Pome below.
On a different note as I always look for a teaching moment, the truth can be in front of us but our perception can be off, God's perception is much larger; we see the snippet, sometimes by choice, my dad would tell me sometimes that he isn't very observant, in fact we see what we want to see for whatever reason. Not everyone, but some - I've heard many reasons over the course of my life as why they aren't seeing clearly with one I've thought of a lot, "I just can't be bothered," with the most recent, "I'm not sure I really care." I understand that not everyone is perceptive- or cares, or can see the anomaly in things as my friend and I have spoken off many times. I believe this to be a gift God gives through His Holy Spirit. But some food for thought here, for the believer in Christ as they grow daily in Him step back to look at the over-all picture and gain a better perspective and perception of what He is doing and wanting you to know or learn.
All making me think of a song sung years ago by Amy Grant, "Fathers Eyes." A sweet friend sang that to me one Sunday in church when my boys were just babies, it was beautiful and I never forgot. But with our relationship that brings us closer we can hopefully start seeing through our Fathers eyes. - Rambling Vik ~
Now moving right along with the close of summer in review, I was a bit sidetracked (okay a lot) trying to play catch- up ~
September 30,
We did get a couple decent rains with a little flash flooding over the property. I can't begin to express how happy this makes me. We have been walking in draught conditions for some time. Though had a couple decent rains; good downers with a little flooding which disappeared almost as fast as it came through. For several years we have had small flooding issues since our little wash had some debris - flowed from the neighbors etcetera and across the property here, it happens. We are hopeful that the bit the county did and with help from the neighbor hiring a guy with backhoe, this recent storm (yesterday and today) wouldn't pose a problem and of this morning taking a good look it worked well. So, I'm happy and hopeful the rest of this day - throughout will be good.
Before the backhoe shots.
Being worn to a frazzle - is something you do not want to engage in. It happens though it can also build up overtime - boundaries are important and trusting the Lord for wisdom is valuable - you also may know what you are to do and don't, and feeling frazzled is also a phrase as well when you are seemingly stuck and complaining all while knowing God the Father is bring you through. I count on this as a widow I trust Him and His word. Just as He promises.
Not my normal ramble - Though you might get something out of it! lol Remember some things just aren't that important - - prayers and blessings to all.
Prior to 'celebrating' the New Year, I watched a Chuck Missler's teaching, The Christmas Story (in two parts). I enjoyed the study and learned some things I didn't know and a few I hadn't thought of in sometime. In part two he shared a poem he wrote, My King, he titled it for this lesson, My Coming King, I will post a link below you can check it out for yourself, here I'll share a short bit of the poem.
My King
He is the King of the Jews
He is the King of Israel
But He’s also
King of all the Ages;
King of Heaven;
King of Glory;
King of Kings;
…and Lord of Lords.
When I watched and listened to him read his poem he added this right where I stopped. . .
Do you know Him?
Do you really?
Those two questions caught my attention - it should cause everyone to think of where they are in their walk (relationship) with God. Over the yearsI've had people say to me about another's faith, saying, "they aren't Christian," believing they are this way or another (I told them I can't say that). It is entirely possible they did ask the Lord into their lives and somewhere something happened to cause them to go backwards or not forwards. I know some who were instantly changed and some who hadn't for whatever reason. I know children who gave their lives to the Lord, some went onward strong others not. But they still accepted the Lords gift.
For some their faith seems weak or is it? . . . Maybe they are battling things only known to them, or war-faring on their own to break what holds them not realizing or understanding we have someone strong on our side. . And, maybe they haven't truly excepted Gods free gift that is possible; for I know some found out later they hadn't and believed they had.
What do you believe about your faith and walk - if you do have a relationship with Him? Is it possible that a person is afraid to fully give their lives to Him thinking they will not have their own control over their lives? Is it possible the thought of yielding to God means you are losing yourself per-se?
I believe you will always still be you in personally and even characteristics, but become a better version of yourself as He saw you in the beginning, even before you were born. What are you trusting Him for today?
We either need to give our life to Him, trusting in Him or we already have and still need to yield to Him to live free from bondage we might be living under. Keeping in mind here, there is someone in control in your life letting you believe you are. Possibly lying and causing you to believe wrong. We do have free will that God allows giving us a freedom of choice. - Is He waiting on you to yield? If you are afraid it's not what you think.
For freedom Christ has set us free; stand firm therefore, and do not submit again to a yoke of slavery. Galatians 5:1 ESV
I believe we might have a time or two in all our lives when we've prayed and felt as God isn't listening or doesn't care. THAT COULN'T BE FURTHER FROM THE TRUTH.
You have died with Christ, and he has set you free from the spiritual powers of this world. So why do you keep on following the rules of the world, . . . Colossians 2:20 NLT
Is it fair to blame God for something we aren't 'ready' (by choice) or willing to trust Him for? So as Chuck Missler had asked the questions:
Do you know Him?
Do you really?
Maybe it would be better to ask where are you in this relationship and are you really trusting Him today? I know in my own life it is sometimes easier to trust Him for others and have some doubt in mine. It doesn't have to remain this way. In fact I trust Him for the validity of scripture, His word stands true. Though my husband and I both did everything we knew to and prayed over and over for a healing, I wanted him to be here with me. He still died prematurely; Yet I still believe what the word says about healing, believing He still heals today. I trust and not just for the the couple reasons listed. When looking back at my life He has ALWAYS been there and I see what He has carried me through and continues.
Oh ~ The Argument - is the one that you have with your thoughts, arguing with yourself, a battle, between the truth of God's word that which His Holy Spirit is confirming and the lies that Satan would have you believe. Just a thought.
As we head into a brand New Year, people for the most part if they haven't already begun making resolutions, some make it towards their goals, others only break them with disappointed, and to be truthful some make them knowing they break them. :) I don't know if you are one of them, which ever. I would encourage you if you do make one grab a Bible verse that you can grow daily with or make a point to seek the Lord more, go to a Bible study or start one, there are any number of things you can do that would grow your relationship with Him. I don't make them myself but for several years I've chosen this verse.
Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own. Brothers, (and sisters), I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus. . . Philippians 3:13-14 ESV
Know that God isn't looking so much for perfection as much as He's looking for progress. It's a thought and one a pastor in Ohio shared. I like it!
. . . Let those of us who are mature think this way, and if in anything you think otherwise, God will reveal that also to you. Philippians 3:15 ESV
This is just my thoughts here to share with those who are reading and following this blog. It has always been my intent to encourage others, not exasperate, yes it is a strong word, however to many today fill pressure from life, most from choices made trying to change their situation on their own thinking it is all they have to rely on. If anything shifting our thoughts towards the truth of God's word and know that He is as close as a call, whether you asked Him already into your heart and still relying on what you can do for you (the argument) or will ask Him in today. Do let this year go by as the last with disappoints let's start today by exercising that measure of faith He has given us all of us to grow.
I am reminded of many things, traditions from the past and maybe new ones to come, 'not forgetting what I and my husband celebrated this season for.'
I miss the "pitter-patter" of children down the hall full of excitement after looking through their stockings that were quietly placed on their bed, while they slept in anticipation and sweet dreams of morning with all smiles and laughter. Breakfast also was planned with another old 'doings' of buckwheats - still kept to this day. I have to say it's one my dad is always excited and up for. I can relate!
I felt like Christmas came early with our visit at Thanksgiving by my son and his family. It truly was a blessing to me. We checked out Bisbee AZ,Old Tombstone with a gun fight & The Rose Tree, Bowlin's The Thing,and Biosphere 2. 'Bowlin's, was the only place I frequently stopped at with trips to Tucson, still I never saw The Thing.' So this was a treat and a lot of fun. When my boys were younger their dad took them. My kindergartener at the time came out excited saying, "it was a shrunken head ma!" But if you haven't been you'll need to see for yourself, my lips are sealed! I hadn't been back since 2016 and will say I was very impressed with all the upgrades they did in 2017 to have a real exhibit/museum.
Being with my grans brought back a flood of memories as they checked out all there was to see every place we went. I do miss days of old as I know others do and, sometimes I wished I could go back visiting a short while but not to stay. Though I have to say good / happy memories aren't a bad thing. This year I reminded myself to watch one of my most favorite movies I first saw years ago - I must have been nine or ten at the time. We did have a television back then, haha - An old Philco Box TV [modern for the 50's] free standing on legs. It was in a room, 'TV Room' as it was called by family, into or down the hall from the garage and furnace/wash room, or the living area depending on your direction. There I watched the Bishops Wife for the first time, featuring Gary Grant playing an angel called Dudley. I also loved Jimmy Stewart in "It's aWonderful Life" when I was a bit older. Both shows made you think about things important while enjoying what you were watching. So I enjoyed watching Dudley as he worked helping those he'd been sent to help rediscover that which was important, and when his job was finished he left an impression on the people without knowing they were just visited by an angel. He also could really sparkle up a tree! It is essential for us to not loose sight of what is truly important in the life God has blessed you with.
I've posted in the past of Christmas and memories I still hold dear. Yes, each Christmas I seem to decorate different - maybe with the mood I'm in, time I have and this years rescue kitty's. So far they've done very well. But I have to say there were times I didn't at all; that is go all out and that's okay. For me though, I don't always need a tree or have one. it wasn't missed, for I know the reason I celebrate whether decorated or not, it is a time that we set aside to celebrate a Saviors birth who is Christ the Lord.
And there were shepherds residing in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks by night.Just then an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified.But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid! For behold, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people:Today in the city of David a Savior has been born to you. He is Christ the Lord! Luke 2:8-11 BSB
This past year had it's share of ups and downs sprinkled with many challenges, but God was there through it all. He will continue to be there throughout our lives so you can count on Him in the New Year with all you might be facing, even the sprinkled in things you didn't count on.
Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good. His love endures forever. Psalm 136:1 NIV
The LORD is good, a refuge in times of trouble. He cares for those who trust in him. Nahum 1:7 NIV
Now waking up this morning with a brand New Year - 2026! WOW I think of my cousin Herbie with his on going shared phrase - "Christmas is farther away than ever before," I wonder what he and others who have gone on would be thinking of this coming year. Yes, we can all agree we aren't just stepping into a "New Year," but a different season one that might be hard to recognize from years past - remember God remains the same, His love for you will never change. Let's remind ourselves what is truly important and seek the LORD in for all things.
The LORD himself watches over you! The LORD stands beside you as your protective shade. The sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon at night. The LORD keeps you from all harm and watches over your life. The LORD keeps watch over you as you come and go, both now and forever. Psalm 121:5-8 NLT Amen ~
A few days ago I remembered another favorite- listening to Handel's Messiah during Christmas into the New Year, so I looked it up and listened- it was wonderful! This morning I thought I'm going to listen to it again as I finish up. The first song played and finished but the next didn't song to come on playing I'll leave you with, it was best to finish with I wouldn't have thought of., "who knew!" Enjoy ~
And for anyone curious about the old Philco when color TV was being looked at my granddad did get a colored cellophane you could place on the screen. The top was blue, the bottom was green and for in between there were other colors mixed together [I think] - Don't forget to laugh sometimes too!
I had been longing for moisture (a good rain) since July 16, 2016. In fact,I attempted to write a post then (and on 10.18 with finally after it rained and now since almost a month later!) it just got way from me . . side tracked again! For the past two years prior, almost to the day, I could barely stand it! We only seemed to be teased with nothing to write home about as my gram would say. - Yes, I was longing for beautiful moisture.
I could talk a lot about living in a desert - hot and dry, with this year I used the term dehydrating frequently! Everything was aching for moisture, I think especially me. I also was sharing; how bad is it when you see possible cumulus clouds and any rain in them you would only see evaporate before hitting the ground or bringing tears to my eyes only to see it pass by.
Then, finally ~
My recent long awaited pics ~ Afternoon shot the start ~ 1:15 10.12. 2025
Morning 6:30 next day ~
5:33 PM
We had two days of beautiful rain! Keep in mind many in AZ have had to much and are still cleaning up; some lost property, pets, and suffered other damage. Yet for years we have been in the shadows of rain, having none that actually makes an impact with what we need keeping draught at bay. The last rain I logged was September 16, 24 Anticipating - the last rain like in shots above, September 15, 2014.
But what is it about moisture most long for - I long for?
Maybe it is more of a spiritual longing for refreshing or maybe both ~
Being truthful here -- I love rain!
When sharing in my recent post "Anticipated Time" everything from heat - dry and lack of rain doesn't seem to help this time of the year and all the beauty one may expect. And, just as nature is preparing for Winter's rest and renewal in the Spring - we also long for that renewal - "refreshing" from moisture as well.
Do you long for a refreshing? Your strength renewed?
"But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk and not faint." Isaiah 40:31 NIV
This is what I love about Autumn/Fall (harvest time) Moisture ~ We should always take time for rest, like we sometimes feel at this time of the year, a quiet peace, now when you add rain to that - you feel refreshed from a dry dehydrating draught feeling - a breather :) And, in particular I really needed a breather over the past 3 summers helping my dad and this year my dad had hip surgery at 92 it was a long eight months. I am so thankful he is doing so much better.
That's how I feel with moisture and Autumn. Rested -Refreshed - Renewed. Thankful ~
This post is a tribute to my mom, and really to all mom's and their self-less, perhaps sacrificial love for their children.
"May your father and mother rejoice; may she who gave you birth be joyful! Proverbs 23:25"
My mom was very young when I was born. Though I don't know where all the photo's have gone over the years, we lived in a a couple places before my brother was born. Though on a surprising note, not to many siblings can say we were born on the same day four years apart. Again, I wished I had more photo's of that time, but I have the pictures and memories I've stored inside.
"And his mother treasured up all these things in her heart." Luke 2:51
This was the first and last birthday I remember ever having when we were kids. Our cousins were there and my childhood friend Diane. I mentioned to mom one time it would have been nice to have had your picture and she responded - well you have the cake I made and my big toe! lol
My brother and I were always together and I watched over him as long as I could remember like a mother hen. On a sweet note to share, mom told me that when he was born I thought he was my birthday present and claimed him as mine. :)
"Children are a heritage (gift) from the Lord, the fruit of the womb (offspring) a reward (from him)" Psalm 127:3 [NLT, NIV, ESV]
A year or two later, and wishing this were a better photo, was our last Christmas spent in this house. The last "magical" one for a kid or I had growing up. After that I remember coming home one day from school with everything in the house gone. Sitting in the driveway was a car packed up, I was introduced to the man driving and we headed out the road for Florida. I didn't get to see or say goodbye to anyone or my dad. I was in first grade we didn't have kindergarten at the time, and I think we were possibly close to our next birthday, but I now have no one to ask.
I never forgot that Christmas and when my boys were little I tried to have my own traditions while keeping one my mom did for us. Oddly enough I couldn't quite recall how the stockings came to be - though I was always filling my boys stockings and placing them on their beds at night so when they woke they had a happy surprise. Later years down the road my mom shared this after I sent a post from my blog to her on stockings I'd been making:
"The tradition with the stockings came from along time ago when I was a kid. When you and Dave were small I would wrap every single thing in your stocking and put them on your bed for when you woke up. I'd hear you guys in there laughing and ripping off paper. I think the stockings were always the high light of Christmas, I know it was for your sisters. It was filled every year until they got married. So was their Easter Basket. When they married they were past to the husbands to continue on, some did and some didn't. I think it all depended on how they were raised in their family. Oh that guy singing I think The Keeper of My Heart (post) what a voice. Enjoyed that a lot. Well I have to close and get ready for work, Miss you.You guys have a wonderful Christmas. oxoxoxoxoxoxox Mom" 12.22.2014
When I think about the selfless or sacrificial love of a mom I do think of mine. After getting to Florida, I wasn't happy there and things weren't good, not right. I did go to school for a bit. There was a gentlemen who lived next store though I didn't quite remember the how I got to school details, the name of the school or how long I attended. Mom mentioned when I was older and married that he was the pastor/something in charge of this Christian School there. I remember the classroom even the kid who sat behind me, he used to eat his pencils then ask for mine! He asked me one day can I have a pencil, I handed him one and said please don't eat this one, he replyed "I won't" - do you promise I asked - he said yes. Honestly, I don't remember if he did after and then we all went out for recess. Oh they did have a pop machine and I had RC with my sandwich. I don't remember how I even got back from school, or even the mans name, only my brother being happy I got back.
Now getting back to the sacrificial love of a mom - I don't know how much time went by all I can say is my mom knew we weren't to be there, it wasn't working. One day my grandpa (pap), my dad's dad, showed up. He and my mom talked for awhile - bags were packed and we walked out to a taxi. Looking back, my mom was standing on the porch and waving goodbye. We watched each other until we drove out of sight and that was the last time we lived with her.
I realize this sounds hard to believe for those who might be reading this. From a young age I knew I wasn't to be there but didn't realize the full extent of what mom did for us. We got on a plane and headed back to PA where we all got on with our lives. We lived in one grandparents house that was next door to the other. I got back to school and went to church every Sunday with my mom's mom and dad. My mom stayed in Florida - remarried and my first sister was born in which my brother and I even played with her when they came to visit grandma and grandpa, she was about three or four. As a mom myself I'm not sure how I would have done this. Mom was next door and we never visited each other. Though I have to believe she had the strength to do what was hard and even heartbreaking - She loved us. I'm also sure it was how she could deal with it.
The Bibles shares about mom's who had a sacrificial love putting their children above their own needs, Moses' mom was one, in order to save her son, she put herself aside to save him to become "Moses." . Exodus 2
Hannah was another, all she wanted was to have a child and in return gave him up - back to the Lord for something better - even greater than realized. 1Samuel 1
Each story here God honored and bless the mother and the children, He answered their prayers. When I was younger and growing into a teen I started thinking about what my mom did. I also felt sad because there was't any real communication with mom, we all just moved forward. We even moved out west years later, of course we always were in contact with my mom's parents and all our other relatives. Mom later sent me little trinkets of mine that I made or had from school even a gift I purchased for her at a school fund raiser, she kept it all. One year I received a poncho she made for me when I was twelve I still have it. She keep my brothers bear in the above picture - which I think he still has. 'Mother's do store up treasures in their hearts' ~
"Can a mother forget her nursing child? Can she feel no love for the child she has borne?" Isaiah 49:15
Sometimes mom's do what is needed while putting themselves aside. I have found over the years having to do what was best all the while putting my desires aside. The Lord also helped me get through many things that were difficult for me what my mom did also took courage and strength that came from an inner source. I don't know if she realized from who at the time and we never got to talk about it, I never brought it up.
"She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come." Proverbs 31:25
Years passed and I was married having children of my own, prior to that I found it harder to think about that time and feeling we were robbed of family. I was hurt and a bit angering - enough so that I had to ask for God's forgiveness with how I was feeling. I needed inner healing myself, I learned to forgive.
Now saying this is interesting. I did forgive, however, I still didn't live around my mom she also had a different family of her own. Being we were also in the Coast Guard we did live from one side of the country to the other. One year we traveled to our new duty station in Virginia. In driving distance we weren't to far from family in Pennsylvania. While here I thought a lot about what I asked the Lord.
We had some time off and we planned to go visit family. I asked the Lord and thinking I was good and all was forgiven, I asked Him, if you want me to see her I'll leave it in your hand, saying this while all the while thinking 'plotting' how not to run into her. So we made it PA and to my gramma house. We went upstairs and in the kitchen we sat visiting, I keep thinking my mom was probably at work. To our surprise a car drove up and cellar door opened, gram went to the door and realizing it was mom. She was shook and moving back and worth from door to table didn't know what to do. I said it's okay ~ When my mom saw me she ran to table almost jumping over grabbing me and in tears! Tears of every old emotion passing and we had tears of joy!
"For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us."Romans 8:18
I got to see my other two younger sisters and we all kept in touch - Mom had a birthday party for me and made me a cake.
All of us got together and went to Kennywood Park for the first ever family outing. I even got to ride that wooden rollercoaster I'd been dying to since very young!
I can only speak for myself, I felt as God blessed us being reunited together and it was as years past were wiped clean. All was forgiven and gone.
We made up for lost time. We visited ruins in NM - celebrated weddings and even went to teas.
With this tea, a beautiful time we had and our last in person visit.
"As one whom his mother comforts, so I will comfort you;" Isaiah 33:13
God in his love for all of us comforted us at our time apart. I believe my mom believe that we would all be together one day. I think that was our hope.
While in Florida I have to share this and really what started my thoughts on this post/Tribute to my mom.
Last fall I had a dream that was so real. My mom and I were way up in the air it seemed like we were sitting in a small plane and facing each other. Mom was sitting near a window and she looked beautiful and without using oxygen. I had the sense we were floating actually felt weightless and airy to touch. It was sunny with the most beautiful clouds - then I woke up. What came to mind as I was smiling she would be leaving soon. I shared the dream with her not saying what I believed.
I had one other dream while she was in rehab. They were hoping to help strengthen her to return home. I believe we all knew she wasn't necessarily recovering but we were hopeful she would at least breathe more comfortable and enjoy her time. (my thoughts anyway) So while she was there I talked to her as much as I could, mom was having hard time with her phone or seeing to text. When I spoke to her maybe earlier from the last day I did, I had another dream and vision I saw years before. She was standing on the porch in Florida smiling waving goodbye. I woke up and knew she would be leaving. That vision in my dream prompted this post.
"Children's children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children." Proverbs 17:6
Here about two years ago my mom gave her testimony at her church before heading back to live in Florida with my sister and her family. I don't have the audio yet (working on it) however, I listened livestream and was blown away to hear she gave her life to the Lord at fourteen at a Billy Graham Crusade. My first thought was gee that would have been nice to have known! I also appreciated what she said, that she had made many mistakes. I can't quote word for word but will said God was there. I know exactly how this is.
Knowing you have God in your heart as savior you know that we are not yet perfected we still make mistakes but God in his love for us His mercies are new every morning we have forgiveness in Him and a relationship with Him. He is working out all the details of our lives - that is those who are His. This is what make it hard for the unbelieving to understand. We needed a Savior which is Jesus. And those who are His know it in their hearts, though we do make mistakes we know our destination. My mom knew this and she is there. I can celebrate that as I miss her here.
The LORD is near to the brokenhearted; He saves the contrite in spirit. Psalm 34:18
He also restores families! And will continue even if some do know how this can be, He is hearing someones prayer.
"I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten, Joel 2:25
"Very truly I tell you, whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life and will not be judged but has crossed over from death to life." John 5:24
Nancy Lou (Baker) Dickey (1939 – 2025)
We will be celebrating Nancy’s life on March 22, 2025, 2:00 PM Saturday at Salina Bible Church, 4132 PA-819, Avonmore, PA 15618, with refreshments following.
With Nancy’s faith in the Lord, she could stand on His word. ‘We are confident, I say, and would prefer to be away from body and home with the Lord. 2 Corinthians 5:8.
One day, she said goodbye
we left and went away.
We were very young,
but I still remember
her standing on the porch
and waving.
To know a mother's love,
It took some time.
To realize her love it took
some time.
And God healed it all.
VLB 2.26.25
The Keeper of My Heart ~
Updated 9.1.25
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My sister sent a box of mom's things to me and in there were photo's. Some I hadn't seen in years and others I don't remember at all, only the memory of being there. I was happy to see them and the memories our mom kept close. Here's one ~
