Happy Monday, sweet friends!
I am writing to you from Nashville today. I just got here this afternoon, and I am sitting at a local coffee shop trying to get some work done. Jonathan was here with me, but one of the batteries in his hearing aids went out, so he left to get some new ones.
We’ve been sitting here for about an hour, talking over lunch. He’s been doing most of the talking. :). The Lord is teaching Jonathan so much right now, and I love listening to him talk about his walk with Jesus. Blesses my soul.
It’s such an honor to listen to our children. I knew I needed to get work done on my computer, but how many mamas have a 19 year old son that wants to sit and talk with them? Work can wait! I wanted to just sit and listen, and listen, and listen… and soak up all he had to share.
And while he was talking and sharing his heart with me, my thoughts drifted back to my own sweet mama. I remember the late nights around the kitchen table that she would sit and listen to me. Knowing full well, (now that I’m a mama,) that she had a ton of other things she could have been doing. But she didn’t. She listened.
I sure hope Jonathan, and all my children, feel as loved by me as I always did by my mamma.
This Saturday, my sweet mama will have been gone 9 years. My mind still can’t comprehend it. I can’t believe I’ve lived 9 years without her. So many days, I need to sit around the kitchen table with her. I need a hug. A sweet word of truth.
I don’t care how old I am, I still need my mama. And though she is not with me anymore on this earth physically, she has never left me. Her earthly life continues to mold my own, and I am forever grateful.
I can’t help but think she was in heaven listening to Jonathan talk too today. And smiling. She would be so proud of the young man he has become.
He was only 10 years old when he sang Amazing Grace at her funeral. I took this picture on that day…
I wanted them dressed alike in their Sunday best in honor of my sweet mama. I treasure this photo.
And now I can hardly see the keys as my fingers type. Tears of joy flow for the blessings of my four precious sons. Tears of sadness that mom is not here to see them now. Tears that remind me of what my mom told me nine years ago….
“Tears are liquid prayers that flow straight to the heart of God.” ~Wanda Long
I love that I had a mama who pointed me to the God who hears the prayers in my tears when I my voice is too weak to speak them.
Jonathan just got back from getting some batteries for his hearing aids, so I need to wrap this post up. :)
He and I are going to work on his website and make a list of what we need to do before his very first single comes out on September 28th.
It’s called Strangers, and you can pre-save it on most music apps. Just click on one of the links below to pre-save his song, and then you will be able to download it on September 28th.
And if you live nearby, Jonathan will be performing two times on Saturday, September 29th.
He will be at the Hope over Jessamine Fall Fest at 3:00 pm, and later that evening, he will be performing at the Asbury University Student Center. The opening starts at 7:00 pm.
I would love to see you there!