08/04/2025
On this day, to the day, Monday, August 4th, 2020 my mom went to be with her savior that she loved and longed for. I miss her laughter. She would start a joke and not be able to finish it for ten minutes because she would start laughing so hard. She and her sisters spent most of their time when they got together laughing. Mostly laughing at how their life was when they were young. She grew up on a farm picking cotton. She was the second youngest of seven children. After high school she moved to Atlanta to join her best friend at South Central Bell to work. That’s where she found the Lord. She was out shopping one day. A man standing on the street handed her a tract. She took it and put it in her purse. A couple of months later, she was looking for something to do on a Sunday afternoon so she decided to clean out that purse. There she found the tract she had tucked away. After reading it, she realized that, although she had grown up in church, she really hadn’t heard the Gospel explaind like she did in the tract. So right there in her apartment, she bowed her head and asked Jesus to forgive her sins and come into her heart to be her Savoir. She trusted Him by faith alone and not by anything she could do. I miss talking to her and laughing with her but one day; which is getting closer, I know I will see her again. The last several years of her life there wasn’t much laughter because of her dementia. The last few months of her life were hard because she and dad were locked up in an assisted living place. By the time she got out to go to hospice, she couldn’t communicate with anyone. But there is so much comfort in knowing she is sane and laughing in heaven with her sisters and that I will join them when it’s time.
