Heart

I heard the leaves rustling, I looked around but didn't see anything so laid back down with my eyes reaching up toward the sky and the tops of the huge cottonwoods that hovered over the hammock I was swinging in . God knew I was seeking Him as I had known that there was something He wanted to reveal to me on this trip. I heard him whisper inside "Do you want to see Me?" And I said," Yes, Lord". I got up and looked around as if He or a large angel would appear to me but I saw nothing. I headed toward the small clear stream a few feet away.
Along the edge, the water was so clear, so I dipped my hands in it and without thinking put the water on my heart. I waited and watched and started back up the trail to the casita..and I remembered Dick saying look for a heart rock. I walked a few steps and looked down and there was an almost perfect heart-shaped rock! I knew this was Him. Father had left it there for me to find. Years before a friend who was having heart problems found a heart shaped rock on top of a mountain pass as a sign that God was healing his heart. I am still processing what this all means, but knew He had revealed Himself in the rock. I had rested in the hammock singing praises and quoting Psalm 103 and Psalm 1. It was an encounter with the Lord. He usually speaks to me in this way,not audibly but in nature or gifts He brings out of nowhere. I know He is revealing more of his love to me as I desire to love Him more. Father gave me a word recently that I was a stirrer upper and I often just by conversation could invade a person's locked up heart, but lately He had been working on my heart and changing things in me as I was learning a deeper part of His love. Lord, I give you my heart, I give you my soul , Lord have your way in me, every breath that I take every moment I'm awake Lord have your way in me. There has been something new conceived in me and a new birth is about to take place...I am anticipating. I thank and praise Him from the bottom of my heart!

There are certain dates for me that are bittersweet..Today is one of those days. March 8. My beautiful daughter Megan was born 35 years ago today and I can remember it like it was yesterday. On a warm,beautiful  sunshiny day she arrived. I had thought she was coming Valentines Day which was snowy and cold in the Texas Panhandle. My mom got in her Jeep Cherokee and made the trek across the windy plains trying to make it in time. When she got there my labor stopped . Megan had decided to wait to arrive on this day which I had prayed for because March 8 was my mother's birthday. Megan came full force with a short labor and we celebrated  with my Mom over the phone as I didn't even have time to call her before I arrived at the hospital. Megan has been an inspiration in our family and we always tried to celebrate her birthday and my Mom's together. My girls loved to go to Colorado and spend time with "Mimi" as they called her. She loved giving them antiques from her store and taking them on jeep rides to the lake and up in the mountains for picnics. When my mother got sick and was diagnosed with dementia, the girls would come to see her and she always knew who they were. Mother passed away on Feb 26, 2008 and we took her back home to the West Texas plains where she had grown up and my Dad had just been buried there. We had her service on March 8 , her and Megan's birthday and buried her by our Dad. We have fond memories of her life and her love. But today we celebrate Megan, our beautiful daughter, who loves the Lord with all of her heart and her family. And today Mimi is celebrating with us. Happy Birthday Megan...and "Mimi" who is in heaven!