If I could have this building on my farm, I would sit in the chair and invite each of you to come sit with (oh how fun if every one of you could come). I would ask what was the Lord teaching you.........I would listen........I would change, because of your life story.........that is what we do for each other every day as we read one another's blogs. I call it my blog family........do you ever fell it ladies? I do all the time. You have become such an intricate part of my life. I am so rich to call you my own. I truly mean what I am saying. Now after our little Ellianna's death I realize even more what you all mean to me. The prayers that you have been sending up for all of us have been so precious. We have been sustained with a strength that we know is from Him.
I have another little story. I have not talked about this, but last fall there was an older lady that left a comment on my post. I must have talked about something about getting things right with your family members or friends........calling them if you had unresolved issues. Something like that, I can't really remember. Anyway Pat wrote me in my comments and said that she called her sister that she had not talked to for years and got things right. If you would like to read the post it is HERE. The story is sooooooo precious. The following CHRISTmas I adopted them. I fixed up a present. It wasn't a lot of money, but I went and bought two dollar cups, some little coffee and tea packets and homemade biscotti, decorated the items and sent them off. Pat and her sister would have something for CHRISTmas. A month later Pat wrote me an email. It scared me. She asked for prayer. It was late at night. She told me she was not feeling well. She also said that she had had so many major sickness and 23 surgeries. That she had only one kidney and was feeling something was going on and it hurt in her side and she it was hard to breathe. She had just had a heart bypass and it worried her. In the subject line it said, Here I am Lord. All I could do was pray. I didn't have her phone number, so I couldn't call. I felt so helpless. At the end of her letter she said, "I think of you and your family all the time. You are always in my prayers". Ladies I have not heard from my Pat since. I have written her many times at her email address. I think she has passed away. I have peace. One day I will see my Pat. What a precious day that will be. There is one more thing. At the very end of the email she wrote that she wanted me to watch this video, listen here, the music is a not the best quality, but read the words. I think she knew that she had one last time to tell me something. One thing I know, we didn't know each other long, but the time we did........we poured into it all we had. It is reminding me again this morning. Who do I need to love and keep telling them I love them.........no matter what! Because we don't know what tomorrow will bring. Do you have someone you need to call? Pat taught me a huge lesson.
I love you sweet ladies,