September 8, 2013
It has been a whirlwind of activity these past two weeks. Rushing to my mother’s bedside and then caring for her as she struggled to be, in her final days in her body. Then plans to be made and followed through. Per her wishes, we made her final dreams come true. Scriptures precious to her were read and many tears were shed as we laid her worn out body to rest.
And so it is that I am now back in my own home and this morning I find myself alone with the space I need to pause and think. As I’m sure the urge to write will come, I grab my notebook and a pen and settle in. Gosh, I don’t even know what day it is. So I pick up my phone and smart as it is when I turn it on it not only tells me the time and date but it let’s me know in the angel’s special way that all is well. In fact, all is great! 11:11 big and bold reads as a heavenly hug delivered to me cyberly.
P.S. Follow this link if you are curious about the 11:11 mystery.
Parking spot for my latest thoughts.