On Friday, February 13, 2009 momma met Jesus! After 30 wonderful days of being at home and showing signs of improvement, God called my momma home! She came home from the hospital on Jan. 11th and went back in on Feb. 11th.
God has given us all such a wonderful peace. I can't describe it, but I am so thankful that He gives it. I don't know how people who don't know the Lord get through times like these ; because it is in times like these that we need JESUS! He is our rock and our strong tower and I am so glad that we can run to Him!
I had a wonderful mother!!!! Not only was she my mother, but one of my best friends. It didn't matter what I wanted to do she was always ready and willing to go and do it with me. She didn't particularly like to shop, but she enjoyed going with me because she knew that I liked it. We had many wonderful times together. She never grumbled or complained even when she was at her worst. I can't say that I have taken after her in that manner, but I am trying harder. She loved her family and Keaton was her life! She lived these past 9 years striving to make Keaton happy! They were "best buddies." Keaton is going to miss her, as we all will, but they made many good memories together. She taught Keaton to ride a bike and swim and she couldn't do either one!! Those two spent many wonderful hours together making memories that Keaton will cherish forever.
When my mom was in the hospital in December, I thought that was the end and God was ready to take her home. I gave her up to God then and told Him that it was in His hands and whatever His will was I was surrendered to it, but in His amazing grace He gave her back to us for 30 more days. They were wonderful days! I never thought I would hear her voice again, but each time I was able to call her and talk to her on the phone, when I would hang up I'd stop and praise God for letting me be able to talk to her again! It was like old times, coming home from work and going over to their house and seeing her, daddy and Keaton sitting there in the den around the fire in the fireplace. It was so great to see her able to eat again and enjoy company. Before her surgery she was so sick and couldn't eat and couldn't enjoy company, but she seemed to be improving so much and we all had high hopes that in the next few weeks she would be able to go back to church. But we know that our ways are not God's ways and our thoughts are not God's thoughts and He had a different plan for her life. I am so thankful that I know my mom is in heaven and I can see her again one day.
It's hello after goodbye!
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~ This poem was written by a friend ~
Momma Left Me
by: Beverly Tinney
Tonight the rain came down softly, and as it seemed the whole world slept
I am reminded of those simple words the day my “Jesus Wept.”
And rather the tears were of sorrow for me or the joy for Heavens gain
Somewhere in the twilight, God took momma away.
As I looked around the empty room, I began to see
All of the things My Momma had left behind for me.
I saw on the table her Bible the pages worn and read
As I recalled the nights she prayed for me, and all the tears she’d shed
There’s the picture of my son, my Momma’s pride and joy!
I was an only child and “Keaton” was for sure, her little boy.
There are all around me loved ones they each express their sympathy
What a mark she made on this world and she left it all for me.
Momma had worked like Martha, worshipped like Mary. Jesus was her all and all.
And as I drive past the church she loved, each Memory I recall.
I don’t know of a life she didn’t touch Momma went that extra mile.
Never with grumbling or complaining; for Momma always had a smile.
If you missed church with Momma there, it wasn’t out of sight
Because you could always count on her, Momma would call or write.
The wear and tear life took on her became more easy to see
But, “God is good in all He does” Momma left those words for me
Her testimony was of His blood that washed her white as snow.
She’d sing “Christ has regarded my helpless estate, It is well, It is well with my soul.”
In my troubled times, when my world came crashing in
Momma forgot she was “Momma” and was simply my best friend.
I picture now in Heaven her loved ones at the gate, as she is welcomed home
Jesus is there to welcome her and she bows there at His throne.
I am sure by now she’d called my name, as she says “Jesus look and see”
And she summoned all of Heaven to come and watch over Daddy, Keaton and me.
As the Preacher says His closing words of comfort and all the people bow their heads in prayer
I look to say my last “Goodbyes” but I know Momma isn’t there.
The pain stabs my heart and takes my breath, but Momma wouldn’t want me to grieve
That’s the reasons for the joys and all the memories that Momma left behind for me.
My sweet Momma
We painted before we moved in, but the painters put the wrong paint on the walls and it had started chipping and peeling. We put off this project as long as we could.
Tony scrapping the ceiling
