{"id":4789,"date":"2021-07-15T15:18:40","date_gmt":"2021-07-15T20:18:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/?p=4789"},"modified":"2021-07-15T15:18:40","modified_gmt":"2021-07-15T20:18:40","slug":"dear-mama","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/2021\/07\/15\/dear-mama\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Mama,"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I\u2019m writing you this letter, although I know you\u2019ll never read it because, well, you now reside in heaven. It\u2019s been six years since you went home. I miss you every day. I think of you when I see the kids and grandkids and Oh, how I wish, you could have been around a little longer, to enjoy them. I understand though and it\u2019s ok, because one day I\u2019ll be seeing you again.<\/h6>\n
I know you can\u2019t be with us now, but I just needed to talk to you. In the past six years there have been so many changes in our family and in our world. I often think, what would mama do if she were here? I know one thing for sure, you\u2019d be praying. I want to let you know that I\u2019m on the prayer team at our Church, you\u2019d be so proud. God has done some amazing things in my life. You know how you told me that my latter days would be greater than my former days? You were right about that. God has blessed me more than I can tell. I don\u2019t move from one place to another anymore, that\u2019s progress. Bob has been the best thing that ever happened to me. He\u2019s kind and patient and tells me he loves me just the way I am. I know you prayed long and hard about that. God heard your prayers. I can still hear your voice as you knelt by your bed and cried out for your family to be saved and to live for God. That\u2019s still a work in progress but they do love the Lord.<\/h6>\n
Mom, tomorrow will be the anniversary of your going home. It still hurts\u2026but only because I miss you so very much! I miss our talks about the Lord and praying together. I miss thrift store shopping and watching our favorite shows on TV. I miss singing together and watching you embroider. I miss hearing you preach on Sunday\u2019s and I miss your pot roast. I\u2019m grateful that you don\u2019t have to suffer with cancer anymore and I wouldn\u2019t bring you back even if I could. Because I know you\u2019re no longer sick. You\u2019re signing and dancing with the angels. You\u2019re hanging out with Jesus and your mama and with brothers and sister. You probably have them all learning a brand-new song by now. I know you loved to swim, I bet the rivers in heaven are fantastic. Is it true the streets are made of pure gold? Are there mansions and little cabins by a flowing brook? Do you have a rose garden? Does everyone have a specific job they do? I know you can\u2019t answer me, but I\u2019d like to think that somehow, you know how very much I love you and miss you. We all do. Maybe that would be too sad for you to know\u2026so I\u2019ll just close with this.<\/h6>\n
Mama, thank you for being my mother. Thank you for loving us so much. Thank you for the life you gave and served and for telling us about Jesus and his love.<\/h6>\n
I\u2019m getting older and I\u2019m starting to feel it a bit. When you\u2019re young you don\u2019t think about growing old. I guess that\u2019s a good thing. Growing older is not for whips that\u2019s for sure. You\u2019d always say, \u201cI\u2019m not old, I\u2019ve just been here a long time. I understand a whole lot better now, why you did some things you did. I have a lot more compassion for the elderly too. I appreciate little babies and adore their innocence. I want to tell the youth not to abuse their bodies and to use wisdom in the decisions they make. Life choices follow you all the days of your life. The good news though, is, that when we mess up, we can be forgiven. We don\u2019t have to stay a mess. God\u2019s grace truly is sufficient. Jesus has redeemed us.<\/h6>\n
Enough said. I want you to know that your prayers are still being answered. I love you mom, I always will. I know you love me too. You love all your children. (inside joke).<\/h6>\n
Not good-bye, just, see ya later alligator!<\/h6>\n
Love, your daughter,<\/h6>\n
Marla<\/h6>\n
July 15, 2021<\/h6>\n
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1 Corinthians 2:9 King James Version\u00a0<\/em><\/h6>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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9\u00a0<\/sup>But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.<\/span><\/em><\/h6>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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