Good morning, DearHeart.
Liv picked up this bible that was by Dale’s chair and put it in my lap. Her mom and dad were ready gathering up to go home. She wasn’t ready, so she was grasping for anything to milk another minute. She opened it, I gave her a 2 sentence briefing on David, she turned some pages, the story of Daniel in the lion’s den, turned some more – Jonah, again – the boy with the loaves and fishes, turned again – Jesus. We went through them all in about 47.3 seconds. And, that was a pretty good run considering her energy level and ability to be still!
These shelter-at-home days have purpose. These will be the days our children (and their parents) will tell stories about forever. Woven into the fabric of who they are individually and as a family. I have sweet memories of both of my grandmothers. They were magnificent creatures – and polar opposites.
My mom’s mom, we called her ‘Mom Reinking’, was quiet, sharp, a cracker-jack entrepreneur. She knew the heavens and the placement of the moon, she organized her days with the Farmer’s Almanac. She was perhaps one of the most deeply spiritual souls to ever move on the planet. She was not a heavy-talker, fewer words were golden with her, contemplative; and her words, like the way she moved, eeked with resilient wisdom.
We are held away from each other, deprived at the moment of being held by her, except by sacred senses of loving and being loved.
Sometimes, I catch a whiff of her familiar smell, of beholding her glow, and her ways in my mom and in my cousins. Sometimes, I hear the honey-timber of her voice as Mother and her sister visit, from Mom’s hug I feel the electricity of her touch that is precious to the skin – that is, the gift of calmness and selfhood that she gave that carries on with the loving touch of her own.
When I think of being “simultaneously caught up” her arms are the first I see.
What do people do who don’t have the hope of eternity?
‘Then we, the living ones who remain [on the earth], shall simultaneously be caught up along with [the resurrected dead] in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air; and so always (through the eternity of the eternities) we shall be with the Lord! Therefore comfort and encourage one another with these words.’ (1 Thessalonians 4:17-18 AMP)
These are tender times.
Leave a sweet scent that lingers.
(Haven’t been over to get momma-hug in 8 days in case we are carriers of the Covid-19😳. I’m missing my momma ☺️).
Good morning, DearHeart.