As Mother's Day (5/12) quickly approaches I cant help but think back to Sunday, May 12, 2013, when I had to call 911 for my Mom.
She came down with a case of food poisoning the Wednesday before Mother's Day which kicked pneumonia into high gear and rejection of her lung. For 5 long weeks she was in the hospital before God called her home on June 19th with my Dad by her side.
I know my Mom would want me to stay strong and keep looking forward. During times like this I do think back on the memory of my Mom and remember Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
A Time for Everything
3 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace
I know there is a time and season for everything. One day I will be back with my Mom. She is health, whole, pain free and with all the loved ones who have gone before us. Helping God prepare a place for not only Me, but all of us.
