I’ve had an unintended break from blogging the past few weeks, brought about by that thing called Life. You’ve had those times too, I’m sure--you just have to walk it out and wait until things settle back to normal. To be honest, I just haven’t felt very social, haven’t felt like blogging. But now with the holidays accomplished, I’m wanting to have a fresh start with the new year.
I was back and forth to Arizona several times this fall, helping out as I could with my family. My mom had a stroke in August, was in rehab for several weeks, then the day before she was to go home, had another stroke. She passed away in mid-November from the effects of that second one. It was a gift of God that we could all be with her during her last days. Can I share a miracle with you? Normally, our drive to their town takes 15 1/2 hours. The day we drove, we were slowed down by icy roads through the mountains and it should have taken us fully that amount of time. In the middle of the day, we received a call that my mom was failing fast, so we were all praying that we’d get there in time. We made the drive—door-to-door—in 14 hours…and had an hour and a half with my mom before she passed. Isn’t God good?! He knows how hard that would have been for me not to have been there to say my goodbyes and be with my family.
In the midst of the heartache of losing her, though, we’ve had the utter assurance of the incredible place she moved to—heaven—and the joy of knowing that we’ll be with her one day there—forever. Mom was a woman of great faith, a student of God’s Word, and I just bet she wishes she could tell us about what she’s seeing and knowing! I miss her like crazy, wish I could pick up the phone and have one of our long, wonderful talks. I still had so many things I wanted to ask her, share with her; hard to think that the time for that is gone. She was one of my dearest, truest friends, and I can never thank the Lord enough for the privilege of knowing her and calling her my Mom.
We came home to face the holidays, hardly having time to catch our breath from the previous emotional weeks. I tried to keep things as simple as possible and was grateful to have some time for rest and reflection.
And…we start the new year with yet another change before us—after nearly 32 years with his company, my husband took a retirement offer just before Christmas and is discovering the joys of a more leisurely lifestyle. (I have had to remind SweetPea that she and I are not retired!) That doesn’t mean he’s sitting in his easy-chair all day; he’s busy putting in a long-awaited new kitchen, and it’s lookin’ good!
So in the midst of this topsy-turvy time, I’m asking the Lord to breathe fresh vision and clarity into my soul as I begin a new year. What I want most is to hear His voice, follow His plan, and face each day with His life permeating every aspect of it.
May your 2013 be filled with blessing and a new sense of God’s love for you!