Learning What’s Real

So, it’s been a little minute since we’ve talked. I’ve been doing what you do when your Momma moves in with Jesus. I’ve been sad, then glad, then tickled with a memory, then hit with the shock of it all over again. Me and my little Sis have been deep in a gazillion pictures and mementos. We have breathed deep in her scent still on her clothes and shook our head over enough costume jewelry to open a little shop. The wonder of her still overwhelms me. She was always so much cooler than me

Mom did not have worldly wealth. Sometimes we get so caught up in that, don’t we? Lary and I plan and save. Buy insurance and think of investments. We want to leave something to our daughter and the family she will have one day. 

Momma left so much more than all those things we worry about. Her funeral visitation was so crowded that someone came in and asked the funeral home staff if there was a celebrity there.

All of this has made me think about what I really need to focus on as an inheritance for my family.

Here’s a few things we can learn from a lady whose treasures were of the heart:

Love and be loved. I have often laughed and said, If you get in our family, you never get to leave. It didn’t matter if divorce was a part of the picture, she still considered you a part of our family. She didn’t need to agree with you, your lifestyle, or your choices. She loved and let God do the sorting out

Be a forward thinker. She didn’t live in her past mistakes. She often said of her bad choices when she was younger, “That’s covered by the blood.” When she was knocked down, she got back up. Sometimes she even had to start over. Can’t we do that? Can’t we just stop worrying over where we messed up and get on with living? As my dear friend Linda would say, “Going forward let’s…” Quoting Mom, “Let’s do something even if it’s wrong! If it’s wrong, we can fix it later.” She was never one to shy away from trying something new. 

Laugh…alot. She laughed with her whole body. Sometimes at herself. We will not always be happy. We can live with joy

 The Lord is my strength and shield. I trust him with all my heart. He helps me, and my heart is filled with joy. I burst out in songs of thanksgiving.” Psalm 28:7 NLT

Believe God. I’m not talking about believing in God. I’m talking about believing Him. Her last days were peaceful. She knew what lay before her was so much more than she could comprehend. She was excited to meet Jesus face to face.

Trust is all tied up in belief. Gosh, I can struggle with this. I so want to trust God completely. I tell Him I trust Him all the time.  I’m really reminding myself. I’m so glad for God’s patience. He’s brought me a long way. He’s still working on me.

What are some treasures of the heart you have inherited? Let’s hang on to them. We need to pass those down to the generations after us. Someday someone will be remembering our words and actions. 

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4 Comments

  1. Your mama sounds like a fun lady and a beautiful soul. I feel like I know her in some ways from reading your thoughtful words. My mom has been gone for 11 years and I still want to call her with some news or just to chat. Bless you sweet friend. <3