There is nothing interesting to say about today, so I thought I'd reminisce with a cute memory of Mo. Please feel free to keep this post going and the memory of your own loved one alive by sharing one of your own memories in the comments.
We were on a family vacation in Northern California in late 2001 (we lived in Southern CA at the time) when Morgan was three, and although I don't recall the details of what she'd done, my hubby said jokingly, “Morgan, you're going to pay for that.” This little voice said, “But daddy, I don't have any money.”
We sure laughed!
I haven't listened to the songs that make me cry (on purpose) or the video of the Celebration of Life in at least a month. I don't know why not, but I know I still miss her as much as ever. Just looking forward to what will be in eternity, instead of concentrating on what isn't now. I will pray tonight she appears in a dream again though. I'd like to see her.
No walk with the dog today. Just a few slow laps at the town park to get my back stretched a little.
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”
Matthew 11:28-30 MSG
Thank you for reading!
What does worn out on religion mean?