After yesterday afternoon’s impromptu but very much needed prayer meeting with fellow future Rust alum Judy Gibson, my mind has taken a serious detour. As you know from yesterday’s blog, I was compelled to console my fellow Bearcat, after learning that her mother had been admitted to the hospital.
Last night, Judy paid me and Ruby a surprise visit and gave us the latest update. Out of respect for Judy and her family, I will keep the news clandestine, but I will say this: It’s really not looking good for Judy’s mother. In addition, Judy believes that she is the reason for her mother’s hospitalization. She explained that she got into a heated argument with her mother this past Monday. “I never meant what I said—I was just frustrated,” she sobbed. “And now, my mom is lyin’ up in a hospital bed because of me. I never should have said what I said. I should be the one lyin’ in that hospital bed, not my mom!”
All I could do was gather Ruby and start another prayer circle. Not only did I pray for Judy’s mother, but I also prayed that The Lord would give Judy another chance to ask for her mother’s forgiveness. After believing that it was already done, Judy hugged me and Ruby and said that she appreciated us praying for her. And perhaps because Ruby and I were feeling altruistic, we told Judy that she could stay with us if she felt like it.
Listening to Judy’s testimony made me think about the battles that I’ve had with my own mom—yes, it’s true that my mom and I have had some arguments, but in the end, I knew my limitations; I am still my mother’s child! Besides, after cooler heads have prevailed, Mom and I would have a calm discussion, then we would make up and say those three special words: I love you.
I cannot imagine what Judy is going through, yet my heart goes out to her. It makes me that much grateful to God for the close relationship that I have with my mother, Danielle Renee Stewart. I could not imagine life without her, and I’m not talking about me being in Holly Springs, Mississippi and her being back in Los Angeles. Nonetheless, Judy’s testimony has convinced me to call my mom this evening, if for nothing but to say that I was thinking about her.
I ask that you all continue to pray for Judy and her mother—I know I will.
Hugs & Kisses,
Natasha
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