Lately I've had a pretty big fear of losing my memories...and during this time God has been reminding me of some of those sweet times I've not thought of for some time...
I will be sharing some of them in the coming months...but a few short ones...
When Heather was about to leave for her Jr. Prom...Katie was being silly and she spilled an ENTIRE glass of sweet tea all over Heather's dress...to which...that was one of the times Heather made me so proud...she never raised her voice to her little sister...Katie was immediately crying...she didn't mean to spill it and she knew it was a very big deal that she had potentially messed up...Heather kept telling her it was all going to be okay...not many 17 year old's that would do that...her dress was padded clean with damp towels...the night was saved and I was taught a lesson on being loving and forgiving...
But I've been thinking of a memory a lot the past few days...it was about 20 years ago...our oldest daughter was working in our local "grocery" store...they also made sandwiches...she had worked there long enough that she was able to work on Saturdays alone...so she calls me from work on day when she was working the store alone and she was almost hysterical! As a parent you can only imagine the things there were going through my mind...she couldn't really even talk...all she could really get out was mom I need you...please come...please hurry...while I'm still trying to get an answer from her...and again she can only get out please I need you to get here...so I ran out the door and drove way to fast the 3 miles to her...when I got there all she could really get out to me was...I'm lost and I need Jesus...will you pray with me...I know that all sounds so dramatic but it is how it happened...and I would go through it all over again...she was desperate for Jesus at that point...and what an honor to be there with her when she prayed and received her salvation...that is a dramatic thing in our lives...it is the moment we are forever changed...20 years later I get to watch her...as well as Heather, Michael and Katie how...praying for that salvation in their own children's lives...as Scott and I join them praying for our Grandchildren...
I can't thank Jesus enough for this gift...
My kiddos will laugh (probably out loud) at this but,...precious memories...how they linger...how they ever flood my soul...
I will be sharing some of them in the coming months...but a few short ones...
When Heather was about to leave for her Jr. Prom...Katie was being silly and she spilled an ENTIRE glass of sweet tea all over Heather's dress...to which...that was one of the times Heather made me so proud...she never raised her voice to her little sister...Katie was immediately crying...she didn't mean to spill it and she knew it was a very big deal that she had potentially messed up...Heather kept telling her it was all going to be okay...not many 17 year old's that would do that...her dress was padded clean with damp towels...the night was saved and I was taught a lesson on being loving and forgiving...
But I've been thinking of a memory a lot the past few days...it was about 20 years ago...our oldest daughter was working in our local "grocery" store...they also made sandwiches...she had worked there long enough that she was able to work on Saturdays alone...so she calls me from work on day when she was working the store alone and she was almost hysterical! As a parent you can only imagine the things there were going through my mind...she couldn't really even talk...all she could really get out was mom I need you...please come...please hurry...while I'm still trying to get an answer from her...and again she can only get out please I need you to get here...so I ran out the door and drove way to fast the 3 miles to her...when I got there all she could really get out to me was...I'm lost and I need Jesus...will you pray with me...I know that all sounds so dramatic but it is how it happened...and I would go through it all over again...she was desperate for Jesus at that point...and what an honor to be there with her when she prayed and received her salvation...that is a dramatic thing in our lives...it is the moment we are forever changed...20 years later I get to watch her...as well as Heather, Michael and Katie how...praying for that salvation in their own children's lives...as Scott and I join them praying for our Grandchildren...
I can't thank Jesus enough for this gift...
My kiddos will laugh (probably out loud) at this but,...precious memories...how they linger...how they ever flood my soul...
