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One of Those Days

Have you ever had one of those days where you just missed someone? That is today for me.


I miss my mom.
I know there are missionaries and soldiers and soldiers families that haven't seen their moms in months or even years. I also know that if we win the HGTV dream home in Vermont ( I can dream, right?!), that I will soon be acquiring a Vermont driver's license and that would put me further away from her. But I miss her.


I miss my sister. I have seen her cute face three times since I've seen mother but I miss her terribly too.


I also miss two men who chose to leave this life without asking me first. I hadn't seen these guys in years before they left, but just knowing they were in this life with me was a comfort.

And then today I found out that a dear lady in the faith, a great lady with a beautiful legacy of God's love died. She is dancing in Heaven today.

A facebook status of a facebook friend today said to finish the sentence "what I love about Grand Avenue Baptist Church is..." GABC is my home church. Where I was saved, baptized and married. When we visit there, I stand and look at all the people. The men and women that shaped me spiritually. The people that committed to teaching Sunday School every Sunday. Training Union on Sunday nights, and Bible classes on Wednesday nights. The people that loved me, and taught me spiritual truths. And not just me but my husband too. Our family is a legacy of all of the people at GABC. I miss them. But, as I've said before I'm so glad to be a part of a loving church family here in Star City. I love how God works!

Please don't think I'm sad, depressed, down or anything of the sort. I'm sitting here typing this with a smile on my face and one in my heart. How about you? How are you feeling today?
Julie

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