Psalm 131
O Lord, my heart is not lifted up;
my eyes are not raised too high;
I do not occupy myself with things
too great and too marvelous for me.
2 But I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with its mother;
like a weaned child is my soul within me.
3 O Israel, hope in the Lord
from this time forth and forevermore.
We have spent 7 days having 3 trips to Dallas. (Mother's immediate family has been gone from Dallas since 2003. And about 2016, Mother lost the ability to make conversation due to Alzheimer's.) And then two days in pajamas. One day, due to resting and the next due to upset stomach and my ankle just quit, then I fell down brick stairs, one, and twisted my ankle the wrong way to the knee.
We did art balloons and a DJ who sang to the Building. My mom was awake to hear and waved the 2nd day from the balcony. The DJ was good to us in philanthropy. Then we were asked if we wanted to fill out sets of forms renouncing liability to enter the building with 5 active cases of Covid. No. We were roughly kidded this was a sheer sign of insanity. No, we want to avoid carrying the virus forward. We have more family in another Assisted Living facility, who wants us to visit them in Dallas, too. Not weeks from now. And Edward had one of the 3 trips we returned home because he was covered in Poison Ivy or Sumac. This got worse when I hung up, I thought, a clean shirt, not knowing it was worn into the rash mess. Then I had a rash, too. Edward said, can you see taking off the PPE clothing, accidentally touching the wrong part and coming home with Covid? He could see that as a fierce possibility. Then the dogs both had whooping cough and then an ear infection. Why. Maybe stress. Maybe empathy. Definitely God. No, we decided, as my brother said from Mexico, that if Mother was well, she would never want to endanger people she loves.
My ankle got amazingly better the second day. I'm very amazed, pleased and thank God.
God told us He would always leave a remnant. His Mercies Renew.
Today, we got a call from Hospice. Along with the nurses, their Hospice Chaplain is volunteering to visit my mother each day. She saw my mom the Friday before she was ill. And she has been reading Scripture to my mother and singing to her. Mother has been in and out of being responsive since last Thursday. And my mother nodded for this wonderful Chaplain.
This has been the Light, I wondered where this would come from. I know my father's dream, he had 80 times, but I wondered where the moment was where I said to myself, "I see Jesus." Today, I felt like John's Gospel Chapter 21, Jesus on the Beach, had arrived. I am so relieved and touched, I have seen Jesus today. The phone Rang, announcing Jesus is visiting.
38% of all Americans have at least one experience knowing they have lived a miracle. And more feel like they have felt God's Hand or Heart move. I felt this today. Jesus had arrived.
I could see for a year, probably two years, my mother struggled within her body with her lifelong faith. Never in her life did my mother leave Jesus. He might have a few things to say to her, but Jesus knows, and my mother knows, Jesus is someone my mother has always loved.
My father's dream was described to me about 80 times over about ten years.
- My father dreamed consistantly he died fairly young. I'd just seen Rip Van Winkle and he did agree to this more than insisting he died, died. Yes, Daddy died in 1993, at the age of 62. The dream from God was correct.
- My father dreamed our house, the one he built with my mother as newlyweds would become huge like Biltmore, but really more like John's Gospel, Chapter 14. In My House are many Mansions. Daddy described walking through many styles and for a long, long time and finally recognizing our house was part of the Huge House. And our house became part of a Jewish Synagogue's Youth Ministry on Grammercy Road in Dallas, Texas 75230. Huge. The dream from God was correct.
- Daddy dreamed my mother would date the neighbor who visited them in France. My parents divorced in 1981. My mother hadn't seen our neighbor Jack in decades. In 1997, my mother ran into Jack at a party and he was surprised to find my mother was divorced. Jack had been a widower since 1986. The Dream was correct.
- The Dream had shown Daddy my mother remarried to Jack. Then the dream changed and they had not married. Life occurred and Jack asked my mother to marry him in 2003, they had an argument over football. Jack never repeated the offer. Saying he never intended to remarry. The Dream had been correct.
- My father said the Dream showed him my brother and I would move away from Dallas. My mother's entire large family would be gone and she would love Dallas and stay by herself. John would move to the desert in Texas. He said we would not be a close family. My mother said and did act as if she never wanted grandchildren. The Dream was correct.
- My father said one day, I would be out of Dallas and I'd get a call my mother was in Heaven. The Dream was correct. We can't be in her Nursing Facility.
- My mother is in a Care Facility named after a Huge House. The Dream was correct.
- Daddy said she would be waiting for him near the front door of the Huge House and Jack would be holding her hand until my father came to do the job Jesus had given my father to Guide my mother in Heaven. We will take this part of the Dream, in faith.
- My Father said he would be sent to guide my mother into Heaven and this was a delight to him and something he would treasure all his days.
O Israel, hope in the Lord
from this time forth and forevermore.
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