C'mon mom

Post 199

One thing I had done many times over the past few years, but I guess maybe never or only once or twice since December, is to go to the local highschool football field pretty darn early, secure all the gates, and let my dog run free. She's fun to watch because sometimes she just drops and rolls from a sprint out of the blue. I walked around the track finishing the second JP Roundtable podcast on Exodus.

I did some yardwork for a while, took a refreshing shower, then stayed indoors reading for the afternoon, but I needed to get out again. I felt out of sorts and I know I'm starting to feel farther and farther away from Morgan.

I decided to take a hike at Cathedral Caverns without the dog, and once I was on the first steep incline, I realized what I was seeking. I felt in my soul the same “cheering me on” I had several weeks ago. “C’mon mom, you can do it.” This same encouragement occurred at all three inclines.

Morgan had no real occasion to ever cheer for me or encourage me in real life. I was strong, didn't need or ask for help from my children at the stages of life we were/are in. I was their cheerleader! I don't recall my own mother asking for or needing my help until much later in her own life and after I'd become a mom.

But I enjoy the encouragement perhaps I'm conjuring up in my head and it brings back some closeness that I miss at least for a couple minutes. I guess I'm trying anything I can think of.

One day at a time….

“But the time is coming—it has, in fact, come—when what you’re called will not matter and where you go to worship will not matter. “It’s who you are and the way you live that count before God. Your worship must engage your spirit in the pursuit of truth. That’s the kind of people the Father is out looking for: those who are simply and honestly themselves before him in their worship. God is sheer being itself—Spirit. Those who worship him must do it out of their very being, their spirits, their true selves, in adoration.”

John 4:23‭-‬24 MSG