What Does Mother's Day Mean To You?

[chosenbyone]

Originally Posted by Falla39

Bro. Chosenbyone started this thread a couple of days ago and then left to

take a trip to visit his own mother. I have prayed that God would make this

an eventful time for both. God can do what no one else can do.

I am looking forward to a good report when he returns!! God bless Mothers

everywhere and the children they birthed, in Jesus Name!

Blessings,

Falla39

Sister N.,

I've been resting today and got up and logged on and saw that you and others had been praying for me and I wanted to thank you. I had intended not to post tonight, for I felt the need to rest, but here I am posting. I just would like to share something that God has placed in my heart this evening.

Before, I got out of bed, I thought about the times when I was a child how I would love to hear my grandparents and great uncles and aunts share stories of their lives. They would spend many of their last days on this earth talking about the good times and very often the tragedies that occurred during their life.

God revealed to me that when a person finds themselves closer to death than life, He begins to peels back layers of remembering the unique landmarks of that person's journey. Some of those layers are ones that were thought to have been long removed, placed under the blood and forgotten. Those layers could represent lose of loved ones, anger, pain, sorrow or any negative feeling that was experienced earlier in the life of that soul.

I have stated and believed that those areas or landmarks of my past were healed and no longer an issue to be ever dealt with again, but He knew what I couldn't see. He removed the sting of those times so that my walk with Him would not be hindered; futhermore, He waited until a time in my life that I could face that pain, not with dread but with an understanding that He wrapped in peace. My heart became full of contentment and the gratitude and thankfulness I have couldn't be measured that my heart felt toward Jesus.

He brought clarity and focus to me for I could rest knowing that everything would be taken care of for me. I can only describe the feeling as that of a child being carried by their Father when he sees his child's eyes getting heavy and the footsteps slowing down from the activities of a long day. The Father never wants His child to be left behind, so He will stop to pick up that weary child and carry them the last stretch toward home.

His perfect peace and comfort shall be the pillow that one day my head shall rest in death.

God bless you, my fellow brothers and sisters. Rejoice in the goodness of our Lord and know that His love is truly unconditional and His yoke is easy.

Love,
chosen