The phone rang… it was Taylor. Happy to hear from her I answered cheerfully, “Hello!”
She didn’t say hello, but immediately asked, “When did that happen?”
She’d just read my blog post from the other day… the one on intuition and me waking up in the middle of the night praying for her.
You see, I hadn’t told her about it because I didn’t want her to worry or freak out. She’s a young woman driving to work at 3 am in the country. There’s not a lot of traffic or people around, so it can be a little ‘spooky’…
I told her I actually couldn’t remember the night. She wondered what time I woke up and prayed.
“It was about 3:30 am’ish,” I said.
Then she tells me what she didn’t want to tell me so I wouldn’t worry or freak out.
One morning on her way to work she almost ran a stop sign because she could hardly stay awake. There was an on-coming vehicle. It was very close she said.
Goosebumps. For both of us.
We talked a bit about the incident and the blog post… then I asked her, “Do you like my writing?”
“It sucks!” she says laughing.
“Really! You brat!” I said laughing back.
“No I like your writing… it’s interesting and captures your attention and makes you want to keep reading. Really… I like it mom…”
I respect her opinion because she’s an avid reader and a very intelligent young woman.
I respect her opinion because I know she wouldn’t blow smoke up my you know what.
I respect her opinion because I love her.
Her words encouraged me more than any other person’s could…
Her words were more precious to me than if they’d come from a Pulitzer prize winner…
Her words touched my heart more than words can describe…
As her mother there are some words that I’ve spoken over the years that I wish with all my heart that I could take back… words said hastily and quickly regretted…
My words… if only… if only…
“Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing to you oh God…”
Until next time,