My Mom….the Night Owl

May 9, 2013 — 1 Comment
My mom never like having her picture taken and would rarely look directly into the camera. Here she is holding her miracle great granddaughter Claire.

My mom never like having her picture taken and would rarely look directly into the camera. Here she is holding her miracle great granddaughter Claire.

If you’ve been reading my blog these past few days, then you are aware I have posted a couple of my mom’s journal entries. Her entries are about her walk with Jesus and the insights He gave her as she studied the Word of God and meditated on His ways.

My mom was a night owl. She loved being up late at night.

Her night owl tendencies are why I love the following journal entry! It reveals her love for the night time, and articulates how God revealed aspects of Himself through a “few of her favorite things.”

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Being a lover of the night, I place myself in the open, with the starlit sky as a canopy and the moon as our chandelier; much like the Israelites must have perceived this same spectacle in the wide open expanses of the desert night. The coolness of the night allowing them (and me) to relax and enjoy the beauty of the night.

One of my fondest “nighttime” memories involved a 3:00-in-the-morning experience with Danny and a telescope, in our back yard, watching meteor showers.

The incredible display before us made us so aware of God’s great power and His ingenuity in the orbiting of the objects in space, yet how much He was aware of us. It also made us mindful of His amazing love, power and ingenuity in creating us! What an awesome power He possesses and yet He is so gentle. The petals of a flower, the drops of dew, a kiss on a cheek, all these are in total contrast to the power He could express in any way, at any minute of our existence.

What an awesome God we serve!

I love you, Lord

Sheila

One response to My Mom….the Night Owl

  1. Oh Cheri, this is just beautiful and eloquent and brings the Lord such honor. In this day of modern technology, I can’t help but think that if she were alive now and blogged her journal, she would have hundreds of followers. The one thing I remember about your mother is that she was an encourager. I visited her on different occasions when she was hospitalized here in Omaha and, even though I went there to pray with and encourage her, I was the one who always came away encouraged by her words She loved talking about the Lord in an incredibly uplifting way. She would be thrilled to know that others are still being encouraged by her words.

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