He Heard my cries

Holidays are different and not only because of COVID-19. It is just a different life now that Mama and Daddy are gone. I have asked the Lord to help me see not only the blessings everyday but for holidays spent much differently than they have been all my life. The scriptures tell us that God hears our cries, wailing, and sees our tears..."This poor man cried, and the Lord hear him and saved him out of all his troubles."  Psalm 34:6

My memorial day started on Friday with my darlings having a spend the night with us. All the love and joy that comes from these two precious gifts doesn't leave time for desiring much else. Saturday morning we headed to the ponds to meet Mommy and Daddy for some fishing. The cool breeze, watching the geese glide across the water, catching fish, and being surrounded by God's creation just stirs me in the best of ways. It was a perfect family morning. Sunday was calm and peaceful as it should be on the Lord's Day. It was a time to rest but also recharge. Today is my son's birthday. I started in the morning with a good walk and even better prayer time. My mind though did wander to so many precious memories that my son provided for me. He truly is the best son a mama could have. This afternoon we went over to his house to hang out and have cake. Another day in the life of a mom of being honored by my children...my son's patient listening ear, my daughter-in-laws general easy conversation and girl time together looking at the new clothes she purchased, the muchkins sitting in my lap with their hugs and kisses. And CAKE...and Ashley's baking is always spot-on. Sounds like the perfect ending to a great holiday weekend but not just yet...we came home this evening to a wonderful dinner made by my daughter and son-in-law! It was a big Sunday type dinner but on a Monday!! LOL! She really outdid herself with the cooking but also making sure that their was not one chore left for me. The kitchen was all clean and all the dishes were washed. The food was ready to plate and then slide into the refrigerator. Nothing left for Mama to do but eat and put her feet up. My family, so full of love, of service, of joy, of caring...it brings tears to my eyes. Are my holidays spent differently now!? Yes, but the Lord knows my heart and takes the time to show me that different can still be full...he knows my heart and has made a path to fill it to overflowing.

Thank you Lord for the blessings that you gave me in the past and thank you for the blessings in the here and now. And thank you Lord for hearing my cries and answering the prayers of this heart!

                              HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY!!