Wednesday, October 20, 2010

My Mother, Her Daughter

Sometimes sweet surprises just appear! Let me tell you about one I found!
     As you know, it's been a couple of difficult weeks and today I'm in a hurry but decided to work on computer pictures while I took a short break.
     Looking at pictures, I remembered that last week, my mother would have been 98 years old. She died 16 years ago and there are days I think I can't navigate another step if I don't talk to her. Of course, I talk to my Lord instead and I do navigate--even the really rough roads.  but I keep on...
     Now that I'm in my 70's, I think a lot about the changes that have occurred over the last ten years in my body, my mind, my thinking, my circumstances, and my spiritual awareness. My mind still thinks it is 50 and some days my body feels certain it is a hundred, so a lot of confusion exists within me. but I keep on.....
     Because I have many responsibilities I try to be responsible and keep "my affairs" in order. I've arranged all the "end of life stuff" just as a gift to my kids. Don't those words just tear at your soul?  but I keep on...
     Today I went to the pool to work out and visited briefly with another lady who works our regularly in the pool. At 91 she walks briskly with a cane but her step is firm and light and her voice is strong as she greets other swimmers by name. As she said when my mouth fell to my knees, "Yep! 1919. Do the math!" Her manner said, And move outta my way; I've got things to do!
     [And NO! I'm not going to do a dissertation on Sarah and Abraham and their life spans!!!]
Today, totally by accident (??? thank you, Lord!) here is what I found:

 MayBeth Hoyt at 70 years in 1982  &  Liz Hoyt Eberle at 70 years in 2007
My mother was a beautiful woman full of mischief and surprises and while she was completely wrong in her political opinions she gifted all who knew her with a quick joke, deep love, and genuine devotion.
Even though I miss you still, Mother, I'm trying to keep on anyway!
I'm so glad you taught me that Jesus loves even me!

Oops! Life DID Go On

     I sort of left you hanging. Time just picks itself up and flies away on me and although I've limped around some, but for whatever unknown and undeserved reason God poured out His sweet mercy on me and my knees survived my fall.
     I'm still able to get First Born's foot/leg into the boot to protect the broken bone in her foot. . . . boot that weighs almost as much as she does. The bone she broke is on the side of her body that was paralyzed when she was five and has always been weak. Way back in 1965, her doctors said she would never walk again but her determination made the doctors look as little sheepish. As her new orthopedic doc says, "For such a fragile lady, this gal is sure TOUGH!" All of us agree.

    First Born is also bossy. She orders me out the door to get back to the pool for water exercise even though she can't go now. It's easier to obey my adult child than to be comfortably lazy.
    One of our teenage neighbor nephews is trying to get some time away from studies and home chores to help me "winterize" our yard and porches and to bring firewood up within reach for Dear Heart. Can you believe it is almost time to move indoors by the fireplace? The way seasons rush into each other seems more like a dream.
    I continue to be drawn to praises written down by David, the son of Jesse, and a sinful man whom God loved.
"Blessed be the Lord God, the God of Israel [and the God of Liz..& insert YOUR name], who alone works wonders. And blessed be His glorious name forever; and may the whole earth be filled with His glory. Amen, and Amen." 
Psalm 72:18,19.

     Breathe lots of this sweet tho allergen filled fresh autumn air and let your hearts be filled with the perfect love of our High and Holy Father--in spite of whatever is on your plate!!!
Because He first loved me,