Glory glory, hallelujah since I laid my burden down. I can hear mom sing that song even though I had not heard her voice in years. How I miss you mother (she would say mother what lol every time). I remember the day so vividly. It was a beautiful sun shiny day. I was cleaning the liter box. My uncle called I missed the first call but he called back he said I needed to get there it was a code blue. I often have conversations with God and quickly the Holy spirit started ministering to me. My mom was a fighter but i knew she was tired. My mom was very scary, so I had been reading the Bible to her, playing gospel music and praying with her. I watched her as she looked out the window fearing what we knew was inevitable I would say just call on the name of Jesus you can do that right she would nod yes. I couldn't understand why I left my job when I did. I was not ready financially ...my 401k was really a 401 may......but this moment as I rushed to the hospital and God spoke again I am your source. I put out a 911 to you guys asking for prayer. My daughter wanted me to drive faster, but God said take your time. As I arrived they were working on her, her body coming up off the bed with every shock. I stood there but not really being there, my mind flooded with thoughts.....I shouted no screamed I TRUST YOU......my baby was, hysterical and my uncle stoic .....he loved his sister. I think he saw her everyday. My heart was heavy for our family. It would be hours before they pronounced her dead......but God kept ministering to me. I knew. Be strong Barbara, that was my mom speaking. . Remember all the things you spoke to me. I trusted God and I was standing on my faith. He has not failed me yet. I miss my mother so much . The dynamics of this family forever changed.....realizing today that she was the only reason we all really came together. I made her a promise and that I will keep. I miss you mommy!

The world didn't give it to me. ..........I've fought all my life, my best friend bullied me and was jealous......so I'm used to haters. But, please believe please, I'm not a little girl anymore. I make a conscious effort to be who I am. I'm not going to shrink so you can appear large. I have genuine love for all people. I'm an equal opportunity lover of people and life. If I can't help you, surely I won't hurt you. Your hate elevates..me....I see you....soon it will alleviate....you Praying for you and praying for me too.can

Barbara Dean Franklin for Sep 3, 2014