I really wasn’t feeling very loved this morning, not any one reason, and yes missing my parents who are both gone. As I do in times like that, I spent a little extra time in prayer and asked the Lord to please show me that I am indeed loved. I know that I am, especially by Him, but I don’t think he minds when we ask for that. I think He enjoys showing us just how much we are loved. Well, within about an hour one of my favorite long distance relatives whom I hadn’t talked to in nearly a year called to tell me how much she appreciated me. The call came from TX.
Then hubby walked in from going to the post office and handed me two packages. One came in the post office box and the other in our home mail box.
In one package was a bundle of old family pictures that had been in my Grandmother’s things. She passed away many years ago and my aunt had decided to pass them on to me. She mailed them from CA.
In the other package was a gift from hubby’s step-mom, I dislike that word as it denotes distance, but I am using it to show the whole picture here. The gift was 2 handwritten recipe books from her mother. They are written in hardbound very pretty journal type books. There was also a note with some cash telling me to treat myself to something, something I have a hard time doing. This package came from AZ.
Just as I was about done looking through all of the things in the packages my daughter and her dear hubby showed up unexpectedly for a short visit. I wasn’t dressed for visitors and went into my room to change, I still had the door shut when she knocked to come it. She ended up coming in my room and sitting on my bed to talk. Something she used to do every day before she got married. Only the Lord knew what a gift that was.
And only the Lord could have orchestrated all of the those events to come together from 4 different states all at once, and just when I needed it. He is always faithful.
Thank you Jesus, I love you too.
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