Friday, April 29, 2011

'Cause life is for prayers, daisies, peanut butter/ chocolate chip cookies...

Today Joe and I awoke to rain soaked windows and clouded skies. It was a little bit sad because we were considering going hiking out to the glacier or running outside in the sunshine. But that is Juneau for you and there is nothing wrong with a little rain. We said our morning prayers as a couple/family and then our personal prayers. Sometimes when I pray I think about my mom. As I was ending my prayer I felt a jolt in my heart and felt the love of my momma. I knew that she wanted me to know she was aware of me and loving me. I always know my mom loves me but sometimes a get a little nudge from up above to remind me how much she does. And it always gives me a little boost. Joe and I read scriptures and then got ready to exercise. Soon after reading I received a text message from my little brother Matt that read:
 "I'll give you a daisy a day dear..."
This is an oldies song that my dad use to sing. It reminded me of my mom when he would sing it. Because she was quite the romantic, and that song is one of the most romantic and sweetest songs you could ever hear. She also loved flowers. Here are the lyrics:

He remembers the first time he met ‘er
He remembers the first thing she said
He remembers the first time he held her
And the night that she came to his bed

He remembers her sweet way of sayin'
Honey has somethin' gone wrong
He remembers the fun and the teasin'
And the reason he wrote ‘er this song

I'll give you a daisy a day, dear
I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away

They would walk down the street in the evenin'
And for years I would see them go by
And their love that was more than the clothes that they wore
Could be seen in the gleam of their eyes

As a kid they would take me for candy
And I loved to go taggin' along
We'd hold hands while we walked to the corner
And the old man would sing ‘er his song

I'll give you a daisy a day, dear
I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away

Now he walks down the street in the evenin'
And he stops by the old candy store
And I somehow believe he's believin'
He's holdin' ‘er hand like before

For he feels all her love walkin' with him
And he smiles at the things she might say
Then the old man walks up to the hilltop
And gives her a daisy a day

I'll give you a daisy a day, dear
I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away

(If you check out the video I posted earlier it is a cute little clip with the song in it.)

So I received this text from Matthew and I asked him if he just thought of that or if he heard my dad singing it. He said it just came to him. I feel that that was also another nudge from up above from a loving mother who is watching me and loving me.

As the day continued my visiting teacher gave me a call and dropped by some cookies. They were peanut butter cookies with chocolate chips and they even had the little indents you make with the fork on top. It surprised me that I received this special kind of cookie because my mom use to make peanut butter cookies. I remember making them with her and eating all that peanut butter cookie dough til it made my tummy hurt. I also remember how she would take a fork and indent the top of the cookies. I was thrilled when my visiting teacher brought me those yet another reminder of my mom. And man were they tasty!

Today just seemed like such a special day. Even though it may have been a little gloomy it was so tender and sweet to me because of the little tender mercies that were given me. I am so very grateful for them. I know that my mom is watching over me and boy does she love me. I feel so very close to her and very loved by her even if she may not be there in person physically, I know she is there.

1 comment:

  1. What a beautiful tender mercy Michelle! You are one of the strongest people I know and have a beautiful testimony of the gospel and your mothers love. No wonder you are such a sweet person. Your mother must share heaven with you as she is with you always! :)

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