Today is Christmas Eve. There will lots of hustle and bustle today. The children and their families will be here around one this afternoon. There is still lots of work to be done in the kitchen. I'm not too worried. They can't eat until I get it done! This will be the first Christmas without my mother. We had my father over for lunch yesterday. He seemed to have a good time. That is until we said how much we missed Mom. That was it, he was ready to go home. I know he is suffering. Though he is almost 83, he was one of her main caregivers along with my sister. My parents were married for fifty-eight years. Different people have comforted me during these past few weeks. My sorrow is great, but I keep most of it hidden. I believe my mother is in heaven. She accepted Christ as her personal Savior many years ago. She believed that Jesus, God's ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, came to earth as ...
2 Corinthians 5:7 "For we walk by faith, not by sight:"