It has been 4 years

It’s been 4 years since we buried my dear mother.  Her funeral was just the way she would have liked it.  It was very precious.  She was such a wonderful soul, a vision of God Himself shining through all that she was.  She allowed God to transform her and in the end she was rewarded as we all would expect, I’m sure.  This song was my song that kept me going while I missed her spirit here in this earth.  I’ve shed a bucket of tears listening to this song.  Enjoy it with me, again.

Precious Lord

We had a celebration of Dr. Martin Luther King at our church last night.  This song!  It was sung at his funeral by Mahalia Jackson.  It’s the only thing I remember about his death.  But I do remember hearing her sing this at the funeral that was televised or later somehow.  Love it.

Almost 4 years

Doesn’t seem possible that my dear mother has been gone almost 4 years.  I still miss her so much.  Although she had lived a wonderful 93 years and  she was ready to go home.  But she will be missed until I join her.  The one thing I can hear in my head of her is her singing.  She sang praises to God all the time, even when she couldn’t hear herself sing.  She told me she too heard her mother sing all the time.  They both probably sang this hymn.  Jetta would quote this song to me along with others.

He is there for me just as He was for my mother and her mother.  He never said this life was easy and actually said it wouldn’t be easy but that He would never leave us or forsake us.  I’m writing this for me today.  This is for me to soak up.  If it spills over on someone else, good.