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Monday, March 24, 2014
The Fog...
So how do you explain walking through a thick fog in the middle of the desert spring? Even more how do you explain when that fog is your life? That's how things have felt since March 13th, when my adopted mother, past from this life to the next. It is not that I am laying around stuck in sorrow. Nay, in truth, I am up about and going on with daily life. Tis just that daily things seem to be coated in a thick fog and the Light to my path is not breaking through very far...
~ Morria
~ Morria
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Tuesday, March 18, 2014
She's Gone?
On March 13th, I lost something... No, someone, very dear to me. I lost my mother. I had dwelt with her from 6 months old till I was 24, and spoke with her nearly every day. Now there is an empty void. I keep expecting her to call. I keep expecting to hear her voice on the other end of the phone... but I never will again. How does one prepare for this? How can CANCER do this to us?
Yeah, sure, I had nearly 2 years to prepare... from October 2012, till now. But still all that is left is this throbbing hole where she once was. I lost my guide for children's ministry stuff, true I am in Dine Bikeyah and she was in Kansas, but I always called her. I lost my care box maker... which I normally got one box a month, and card every week... I will never see her handwriting in the mail box again... HELP! I am heart broken... what do I do from here?
~ Morria
Yeah, sure, I had nearly 2 years to prepare... from October 2012, till now. But still all that is left is this throbbing hole where she once was. I lost my guide for children's ministry stuff, true I am in Dine Bikeyah and she was in Kansas, but I always called her. I lost my care box maker... which I normally got one box a month, and card every week... I will never see her handwriting in the mail box again... HELP! I am heart broken... what do I do from here?
~ Morria
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Friday, March 14, 2014
Shroud of Mourning
The shroud of mourning has come again to my dwelling for on the eve of last my mother past. *la sigh* I am now without the woman I have called "mama" , my Merami, for the last 30 years since my adoption at 6 months old. I am at a loss and feel numb. Shock, depression, and unsureness... this is what I can put my finger on for feelings. Numbness for sure. So thankful for my Robby today. Who knows what the next months foretell?
~ Morria
~ Morria
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Desert Refuge Ministry
As Robby and I are not leaving the desert, and we made commitments to our supporting Churches to not leave the Desert Southwest and native ministry until we retire. except for support raising or family health emergencies (short-term), we are seeking a new church to partner with. As well as that, we are working on putting together a ministry which for now we have dubbed "Desert Refuge Ministry". How and where God will grow this is still beyond us, but this is what we feel He is leading us to do... So we will begin praying and seeking where He is leading us for the future.
~ Morria
~ Morria
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Betrayed!
Those who asked us to come out here have stabbed us in the back... no help is coming from them. The things we were promised are no more. I am not sure if they did this on purpose, or if they just used us. I am so hurt. I work for a year, gave up time with my ill mother, for this? HELP! God please help them and help this Gypsy Gal!
~ Morria
~ Morria
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