she loved to write

My mom loved to write just like I do.

She kept a diary at times.

Every trip we took together is chronicled.

She would always pack a loose leaf notebook.

With her snacks near at hand,

tucked away quietly in the backseat,

she would find a pen and start to write.

Just the other day I read what she wrote about our trip to

Sun Valley, Idaho,

and it was just like we were there in that wonderful place again.

Another treasure....

the other day,

while plundering around in the attic with me,

Erika found her diary.

This is what she wrote on a day in 1977....

"David spent the day with us today.

Teri was at the rummage sale with the other

cheerleaders

making money to help pay for uniforms.

Dave said the blessing at lunch and in the prayer said....

'and Lord,

would you come down here and give us our hearts back?'

For a little fellow not yet four years old,

he has a mind that is amazing.

Evidently he hears us at Sunday School saying

'we give our hearts to Jesus.' "

I wouldn't take anything for hearing those words

here in 2013.

She did live to see him become a preacher.....

she always thought he would be.