LOVE FROM ABOVE – A Poem

Psalm 77:14 Thou art the God that doest wonders: thou hast declared thy strength among the people.

Matthew Henry: The remembrance of the works of God, will be a powerful remedy against distrust of his promise and goodness; for he is God, and changes not. God brought Israel out of Egypt. This was typical of the great redemption to be wrought out in the fulness of time…

My Mom (Jennie) was born again when she was in her late 80’s. She went to be with the Lord in 2007. 

LOVE FROM ABOVE

Love your parents, love each one,

Love them for the good they’ve done,

Love them hard and love them long,

Love them still when they are wrong.

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Love them young when all is bright,

Love them old in dark of night,

Love them oh so joyfully,

Love them in humility.

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Love them with what matters most,

Love them in the Holy Ghost,

Love them truly from your heart,

Love them dear before you part.

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Love a gift from God above,

Love is lasting, only love.

When their time on earth is spent,

You’ll have treasure heaven sent.

Cathy White 2010 ©

REMEMBERING MY MOM ON MOTHER’S DAY

Psalm 107:2 Let the redeemed of the LORD say so, whom he hath redeemed from the hand of the enemy;

What better way to remember my Mom than to share her story. I pray this blesses and encourages someone today!

Link … My Mom’s Testimony

REMEMBERING MY MOTHER ON MOTHER’S DAY

These are all the articles I’ve posted about my mother.  The Lord Jesus Christ is the “Man Under Authority” and with Him all things are possible.  The Lord, in His sovereignty, still heals, and He still saves in the eleventh hour.  And while there’s life, no relationship is beyond mending because our God is the God of the impossible!

A MOTHER’S DAY STORY – A story of reconciliation.

Man Under Authority – I – My mother was dying, and she was not born again.  I asked the Lord to give her more time on this earth.

Man Under Authority – II – My mother’s road to the Lord.

Man Under Authority – III – What I spoke at my mother’s funeral service.

GLORIOUS RESURRECTION LIFE – Contains a poem my mother learned in Italy as a child.  She recited it to me for the first time when she was in her 80′s.

PHOTOS


DANGEROURS POOL DRAINS!

This is a good time of year to remind everyone about dangerous pool drains.  Please read, it could save a life …

Read update here . . .

SOME IGNORE NEW POOL DRAIN LAW

A MOTHER’S DAY STORY …

It was the end of 1997 and we had just sold our home. Our plan was to move in March of the following year, but unforseen circumstances made it necessary for us to move sooner than planned. Our new residence wouldn’t be ready for another three months so we needed a place to stay temporarily. My parents had a vacant apartment on the second floor of their two family home, so I asked my mother if we could stay there. She said no. Suffice to say that our relationship was not the best, never was, and that it wasn’t her fault.

I prayed and asked the Lord to “give me my mother back.” It was my way of asking the Lord to restore our relationship. I went on a fast and after three days I hesitantly called my mother again and asked her the same question. She not only said yes, but told me I could also store my belongings in her attic. It was from that point on that our relationship slowly began to mend, by the grace, mercy, and Spirit of God. 🙌 ❤️

A couple of years ago I attended a funeral service. The preacher told the people that whatever their relationship was with the deceased person, that’s what it would be forever. Whatever was said was said, and whatever was unsaid would forever remain unsaid. He poignantly went on to say “what is written, is written.” Truly memorable words.

On March 12, 2007 my mother went to be with the Lord. The day before she died I stood by her bedside, hoping she could hear me, and said goodbye.  I told her that she was the best mother in the world and that one day we would see each other again.  I thought it might be the last time I would see her alive, and it was.  What is written is written, what was said was said, and by God’s grace I have no regrets.

See also … REMEMBERING MY MOTHER