It was my Mom's birthday the other day and before I confuse everyone with my story, it was my step-mom's birthday although I really don't like that terminology as I've called her Mom forever. Anyway, I have 2 Mom's (one in Heaven and one here on earth)...that will make more sense as I go into my story.
I was having a really hard day the other day emotionally. Baby J had a court hearing (this morning), my MIL was here visiting, and it was my Mom's birthday and I've just had a lot of emotions going on...my heart has been all over the place. My Mom watched Deidra while we were in San Antonio last week and she had left some stuff over there. My Mom dropped by to give us her toothbrush and we were talking awhile and I wished her a happy birthday. She left to go back home. I was getting Deidra's outfit picked out as she was having picture day the next day at school and we couldn't find her pants that matched her top. Finally, I said "where's your gray pants as that will match instead?" I tore her room apart looking for them and couldn't find them when it dawned on me...I bet she had those at Grandma's. So, I called my Mom and sure enough they were over there. I told her I was going to drive over to get her things really quick, but I wasn't going to stay all that long as I didn't want to be rude with my MIL in town from Arizona. Well, I was driving over and thinking about a lot of things. I was flipping through the radio stations and happened to come across Delilah. I don't listen to her all that often, but she took a call from a case worker that had worked at a children's home for 6 years that was leaving and his heart was breaking over leaving his kids behind, but he had to take a new position that was better for him and his family. She dedicated a song to him and I drove with tears in the corner of my eyes. And if I thought that was bad, I really wasn't prepared for what came next. I talked to God through that song and put some things into His Hands and when Delilah took the next call, I almost had to pull over to the side of the road I had begun to sob so hard.
Delilah took the next caller and it was from a lady named Gail (Gail is my real mom's name). She said "hi, my name is Gail" and I literally started to cry. She continued "I'm in a far, long-distance place right now and this call is going out to my daughter. I want her to hang in there and know that I love her and I miss her very much." I knew that my prayers were being heard and that was literally a call down from Heaven from her.
I drove on to my earth mother's house to get Deidra's things and I went in and talked to her about what I was going through emotionally and I told her about that call. She got up out of her chair laughing and crying and she came over and hugged me and she said "Jess, you can't deny that one...God knew that you needed her." We sat and talked about her for a little bit while I wiped the tears from my eyes and she wiped the tears from hers.
I've had a lot of God moments in my life over the past couple of weeks...my faith is getting me through a lot and it's nice to know that my prayers are being heard and that He is always with me.
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