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Nov 10, 2024

REMEMBERING MOMMY

Nov. 10 is my earthly mother's birthday. It'll be 42 years since she's gone to Glory, and since she was 58 when she went to Heaven, soon she will have spent as many years in Heaven as she spent here on earth.

I'm listening to my mother's voice on DVD. My parents used to tape correspondence to their daughters away at school in the U.S., and Janice transferred the cassette recordings into DVD to be enjoyed for years to come.

On this DVD, she mentions how Daddy's cousin Seiko (in the late 1970's and still unsaved) had come to church two weeks after my letter to him. "Our Prayer Group" (3 dorm rooms) had been praying faithfully recently for his salvation; she told of how he must be struggling to get saved because Satan seems to be stirring up all sorts of problems in his life. Don't stop praying for him, she said.

I must add here it WAS a result of those problems he saw his need for salvation, and altho' Mommy had gone Home so never saw him get saved, it was my stepmother who led him to Christ.

Some think to be a missionary like Kimiko-Sensei (Teacher), you have to have a master's degree like she did and be able to teach from the Old Testament or answer questions about Bible geography/history. Well--I saw Mommy use whatever ability she had: her knowledge of botany, sure, to find wild plants on the side of the road and grow them in her own backyard greenhouse then decorate the church with them or hand out potted flowers for children to take home to their moms for Mother's Day, etc... Or use knitting, piano, cooking to somehow get other women to work with her. And the entire time, she was praying God would show her how to bridge His life and love.

But of course, mostly, I remember and thank God that she took time out to be a mother. She told me once motherhood was something, if it was God's will, it would be wonderful for me to know. I asked her what it was like. She didn't look at me but smiled and answered it was a good experience, a very good experience.

Oct 30, 2024

JUMPING THE GUN

"Mind the STOPS June." The Okinawan blown-glass turtle in the corner seemed to whisper to me as I polished it and set it back down on the shelf. But where have I heard that before?

Would you please pray with me that I wouldn't jump ahead of God?

I mean, it's a pretty sad thing if an athlete trains for months for an important meet then gets disqualified for jumping out of the starting blocks early! (No; this isn't a photograph of a historic Olympic race in which that happened; it's a picture taken during Daddy's coaching days at Coaldale High.

 
The reason I say all this is because AFTER putting slide images of all the pictures into the computer; turning Daddy's corner room shed of sorts into a semblance of order; and remembering then reorganizing everything from writing I'd started 18 years ago and re-writing 40 pages of it...God seems to be slamming on the brakes.

At first, it was confusing, to say the least. Didn't God want me to go forward now, I wondered.

But for some reason, He seems to want me to get a CLEAR HANDLE on everything that's happened up 'til this segment and go no further. Actually, I see His wisdom in making me wait even the 18 years since the last time I left off writing.

I shared with another friend how God knew someone would give me permission to write about something which, at the very beginning had told me I could not write about: unbelievers wouldn't understand. They died in the 18 years. (So did the Christians they might've been upset with!)

We can never question God's ways. Okay Lord--18 days, 18 months, another 18 years--it's Your timetable. Help me not to jump the gun.

May 5, 2024

CODE RED UPDATE

For those of you who prayed: Joyce remembered her furlo' presentation video is on the church website, so she'll download it when she gets there. Her flight leaves today.

Whew.