Remains of the Day

You are right, I didn't blog yesterday. This is why. My mom, 2 months after being diagnosed with cancer, lost her home to fire last night. The kids and I had just been there a couple of hours before. We are just so thankful that even though Mom had been sleeping, she awoke and was able to get out and to a neighbor's house. I can't even begin to write the horror of the 10 minutes when I rounded the corner and thought she was in the house. When her neighbor finally saw me and told me she was OK, I was a bowl of jelly. Of course, watching 57 years worth of memories go up in smoke is a difficult thing, to put it mildly. My mom had 50 years of diaries and photos in that old house. So many memories.

We sat on my couch and talked until 3 am, mom and I. She is pretty remarkable. This is the 3rd time in her 88 years that she has lost a home to fire. We talked about all of those. But in the end, we were laughing. Those of you who know my mom know she loves her mail. So at the end of the day, she simply said, "Oh well, God has a plan for us all and at least my mailbox is still standing!" I said, "That's the quote I'm going to put on my blog." And she told me, "Yes, you just quote me on that!"

I didn't sleep. At about 5 am I picked up my Bible and simply asked God for a verse. This is where I opened: "...these are difficult days...make the most for every opportunity you have for doing good....talk to each other about the Lord...and always give thanks for everything..." From Ephesians 5.

And so I say, God is good, ALL the time.