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3.31.2020 I Miss You

This morning as I was outside in my “Listening Post” I heard the words,

“What do you miss?”

Right away my thoughts went to my Mother—who has been in her heavenly home a good long time now---I miss seeing her each day, to talk over whatever was on our minds (she was such a good listener), to receive her words of wisdom and sometimes correction! I miss her joy over teaching Bible study, stories her Pa told about the trolls, nissies and Huldre folks, hearing about how hard it is to get old, how to love our kids no matter what they do….etc. We didn’t hug much—but the love was shed abroad in our hearts like electrical current! I recall the day she said, “I’m ready to go to heaven—why does God take so long to come and get me?” She was almost 100.

I miss my father’s funny antics, his plans to work hard that day and keep the wolf from the door! I miss his playing the “mouth organ” (harmonica) and when I was younger—playing “Red Wing” on his accordion. I miss his sayings, like “Call the Sheriff!” or “Waits what broke the wagon” (We had to be ready to GO when he was!) He loved to be outside and work—be it cutting or baling hay, trapping mink, or harvesting pulp wood---work was his pleasure. He called me “Jill-a-fill.” I miss his love, precarious as it was.

John 16:22 So also you have sorrow now, but I will see you again, and your hearts will rejoice, and no one will take your joy from you. Genesis 31:49 For he said, “The Lord watch between you and me, when we are out of one another's sight.”

I take comfort in knowing I will see them again when I get to go to Heaven, and until then, I trust they are happy and well taken care of by the angels—and JUST THINK! they get to visit with all their loved ones in a much better place, where their youth has been renewed! I am sure there are a few white-tailed deer for Dad to shine, and calves for Mom to care for. Maybe she is teaching a Bible Study in heaven!

I miss being with the Congregation—worshipping together, conversing, laughing, making plans. I miss the ones who said, “I wait every week for your hug.” Since the virus we had to quit hugging & shaking hands, but we could be together—to share love & joy that is priceless!

I miss my close friends—(since we are sheltering at home) going kayaking, golfing, hiking, skiing, sharing a meal and helping one another with tasks we couldn’t do alone. I miss having FUN and LAUGHING til my belly hurts & my eyes drip with tears of joy!

I miss my youth—even though I proclaim Psalm 103:5 often: God satisfies you with good so that your youth is renewed like the eagle's. Bring it on!

Well, I could go on longer—but you get the picture. I am sure you are now thinking of the things you miss---and yet, I am thankful we GOT TO DO THEM! No one can take away the “precious memories—which reminds me of a dear song I love:

Precious Memories Randy Travis

Precious memories, unseen angels Sent from somewhere to my soul How they linger, ever near me And the sacred scenes unfold.

Precious memories, how they linger How they ever flood my soul In the stillness of the midnight Precious, sacred scenes unfold.

Precious father, loving mother Fly across the lonely years And old home scenes of my childhood In fond memory appear.

In the stillness of the midnight Echoes from the past I hear Old-time singing, gladness bringing From that lovely land somewhere.

I remember mother praying Father, too, on bended knee Sun is sinking, shadows falling But their prayers still follow me, well

As I travel on life's pathway Know not what the years may hold As I ponder, hope grows fonder Precious memories flood my soul.

Colossians 2:1-23 For I want you to know how great a struggle I have for you and for those at Laodicea (in Minnesota, Utah, Texas, AZ, etc) and for all who have not seen me face to face, that their hearts may be encouraged, being knit together in love, to reach all the riches of full assurance of understanding and the knowledge of

God's mystery, which is Christ, in whom are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge. I say this in order that no one may delude you with plausible arguments. For though I am absent in body, yet I am with you in spirit, rejoicing to see your good order and the firmness of your faith in Christ. ...

One great promise we have is that we don’t have to MISS OUR LORD, for He resides within us as believers, in the Spirit. We can be with Him whenever we want, talk about whatever we want, we can listen to what He has to say because He said, “My sheep (that’s us!) hear my voice and they follow me!”

Prayer: “Lord I adore you, and I love having you live within me! Thank you for your presence, and for the “Precious Memories” you bring to my recollection today. I am not alone, or forsaken, or left without comfort. You are here with me for eternity. Could it get any better than that? Yes, when I can see you face to face, hug you, sit down under a big maple tree and experience even greater electricity that flows between us. You are so good. I love you more than ever. And thank you for loving me! Your daughter (or son) ________”

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