My dearest sisters: this day is punishing because our hearts have been dealt a blow that truly has led many of us to end our mortal lives. Such a choice is driven by serious psychological and emotional dysfunction because our time to die is not ours to choose, unless our physiological minds have been overcome in a manner that we, who are surviving, cannot truly comprehend - although we have come close, havent we? This is the fourth Thanksgiving without my daughter in the flesh but she is with me, she is still with me, and that is what I have discovered in the past three years, eight months, and 25 days. We are eternal. I cannot speak for God, I cannot tell you what God does or does not do, except to say that I have spent LITERALLY my entire life with Him, pursuing Him, wanting and seeking knowledge, giving Him complete control of my life so that I can reach that millionth of a second and stand before Him and know I have done as much as possible to fulfill His intentions for me. There has been a time where I have been the prodigal son, many years ago. And I was welcomed back with a feast. I found a place I called home: at age 40 I had a daughter. And I built a home for you for me Until it disappeared from me from you How and why did I turn to God that day......because there was nowhere else to go but the grave. Out in the garden where we planted the seeds There is a tree as old as me Branches were sewn by the color of green Ground had arose and passed its knees By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top I climbed the tree to see the world When the gusts came around to blow me down Held on as tightly as you held onto me Held on as tightly as you held onto me...... We held on. WE held ON. And we are still doing it. I have come far enough to say: she LIVES, and now she is helping ME struggle through the remainder of this physical life, teaching me, teaching her father, teaching others through us. Yes, a gaping hole is in my heart but it is being slowly filled by God with HIMSELF. I am your mother, your sister, your daughter, and you are mine. Let us take hands and hold on to one another, as God intended. Good night, dear ones. https://youtube/watch?v=bjjc59FgUpg&list=PL426CEC4A860B114A&index=55
Posted on: Thu, 27 Nov 2014 23:36:24 +0000
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