Day 11 Moon

I see the moon, Mama. How does it look from your side of heaven?

I look forward to seeing it with you from the same blanket in the yard again someday. If it is this glorious here now, what it will it be like in heaven? Oh the joy you must know. I wouldn’t take that from you for anything.

I still hear your voice singing in my head. I wake up sometimes to your calling my name. “Maa-rr-y”  you call in your sing-songy way. I am here, Mama. I am here.

When you walked this earth, I was your darling one. To have been loved by you was to be loved indeed. When you died, God lifted my chin and said, “All the ways that your mother loved you? That was me, my child. I loved you through your mother like only a mother can. I am still here and you are my darling one.”  So I am well, Mom. God is loving me so well.

Keep singing my name. I will be along in a little while.

 

I see the Moon and the Moon sees me,
And the moon sees the one that I can’t see.
God Bless the Moon and God Bless me,
And God Bless the one that I can’t see.

God looked down on me from above,
And He gave you to me for me to love,
He picked you out from all the rest,
Because He knew that I’d love you the best.

I see the moon and the moon sees me
God bless the moon and God bless me
Please let the light that shines on me
Shine on the one I love  ~Author Unknown

Psalm 8:3,4 ~”When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?