It is 37 degrees, but a carafe of hot black coffee, flannel PJs, a snoozing pup on my lap, and a couple of blankets make for a snuggly-sweet chance to see the moon sink behind the mountains. A rare treat, as the morning will not be this dark with a sinking moon at 7am for another year. I dare not miss it. My mind quietly wanders as I take in the view.
Chilly Octobers. Starry nights. Beautiful moons. A memory of my mother-in-law, more than 20 years ago.
She was with us on that clear starry Friday night, watching a baseball game, eating fried chicken, laughing, and enjoying the evening. The next morning, she suffered a devastating stroke. She lost her ability to move her arms and legs. She couldn’t speak. But in the days to follow, she could speak one word. One name. Jesus…
I would pray with her. She would just pray that one word: Jesus. It seemed to be enough.
Meditation: “If my people, which are called by MY NAME, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.” 2 Chronicles 7:14
Also Read:
- Understanding God: God of Delegation
- Purpose: Sent to Redeem and Upgrade (1)
- The Pencil Story
- Delivered From a Sinful Lifestyle
- An Easter Reflection
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