May 06, 2019
As Mother's Day (5/12) quickly approaches I cant help but think back to Sunday, May 12, 2013, when I had to call 911 for my Mom. She came down with a case of food poisoning the Wednesday before Mother's Day which kicked pneumonia into high gear and rejection of her lung. For 5 long weeks she was in the hospital before God called her home on June 19th with my Dad by her side. I know my Mom would want me to stay strong and keep looking forward. During times like this I do think back on the memory of my Mom and remember Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8 Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 A Time for Everything 3 There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: 2 a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, 3 a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, 4 a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, 5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, 6 a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, 7 a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, 8 a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace I know there is a time and season for everything. One day I will be back with my Mom. She is health, whole, pain free and with all the loved ones who have gone before us. Helping God prepare a place for not only Me, but all of us.