Auntie Mary on the left and Mom on the right.
Auntie Mary was four years younger and they celebrated their birthdays together every year since they were only a few days apart.
Every time I see Auntie Mary...
she mentions my Mom.
"I miss her" she says....without fail.
I believe her and know those words have been thought much more often than only on the days she sees me.
Those sisters have not seen each other for seventeen years.
Auntie Mary celebrated another birthday this last week.
My Mom...would have turned 90 today.
her life has only begun.
Eternity is not something we can fathom.
Everything we know begins and ends.
Mom was wise to place her trust is something greater than her own knowledge.
She was a big fan of the Haven of Rest radio broadcast.
She rarely missed it.
Even as a young child when the theme song would begin...
I knew my Mom would head to her chair...
knitting in hand...
Bible open and pen and notebook near by.
I opened up her Haven of Rest song book today and looked at the theme song I often heard.
Chorus...."I've anchored my soul in the haven of rest.
I'll sail the wide seas no more.
The tempest may sweep o'er the wild, stormy deep.
In Jesus I'm safe ever more."
I love the last verse too...
4. "Oh come to the Saviour,
He patiently waits
To save by His power divine.
Come, anchor your soul in the haven of rest,
And say, "My beloved is mine" .
Haven of Rest is now called Haven Today can be found here.
all for now...