Today I’m going to do something I’ve never done on this blog before…Ready? Here we go…
I’m going to share an honest to goodness, happened while I was sleeping dream, directly from the pages of my journal:).
My Journal…
Last night I dreamt that I was in a room filled with people and I started singing a song straight from my heart. When I woke up the words were still there so I decided to write them down.
Last night I dreamt that I was in a room filled with people and I started singing a song straight from my heart. When I woke up the words were still there so I decided to write them down.
One day my life was torn apart,
Oh yes it was.
One day my life was torn apart,
Oh yes it was,
One day my life was torn apart
Oh yes it was,
My life was torn apart one day
My life was torn apart one day
In time Jesus healed my heart
Yes he did
In time Jesus healed my heart
Yes he did
In time Jesus healed my heart
Yes He did,
He healed my heart in time
Someday I’ll see you again
Oh yes I will
Someday I’ll see you again
Oh yes I will
Someday I’ll see you again
Oh yes I will,
Mommy I’ll see you again someday!
I guess even when I’m asleep my subconscious mind sometimes thinks about my mother. However, I’m comforted to know that, even in my dreams I know that someday I’ll see her again.
December 5, 2008
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Today, October 1, 2009 makes three years since she’s been gone. Tears sometimes still fall but thank God my heart is completely healed.
If you’re reading this and you’re in the initial stages of grief because of the loss of a loved one or even a broken relationship. I assure you, time and prayer does heal bruised, wounded and broken hearts if you’ll give those broken pieces to God.
If you have a few minutes I’d love for you to meet my mother, Pastor Monvella McIntosh. She's the one with the perpetual smile, who almost always has on a hat. She is either preaching, praying, giving, hugging or is simply surrounded by those she loved.
I edited a 30 minutes sermon she gave that was broad casted live on the radio down to about 5 minutes. The title, You've Got to Go Through. Text: Isaiah 43:1-5
3 comments:
God bless you, and your beautiful, precious angel momma. Thinking of you today with much love my friend.
Bernadine,
What a fire house your mom was and stilll is in heaven. I'm honored to hear her passion. What a legacy you have and are passing on.
So thankful you shared this. May God continue to comfort you as you remember your precious mom each and every day.
Heaven awaits. I can only imagine the precious joy-filled reunion.
Love and hugs,
Tiffany
It sounds like your beloved mom had a lot of passion preaching His word. I can only agree with her - Amen -- the battle is the Lords indeed...
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