It Is Well… With My Soul…

Today we laid my Mother to her final rest at Piney Grove UMC  beside my Daddy . Her battle was over on the 18th of March just 6 days short of my Daddy’s passing 23 years ago.

It was a bright, cold, windy day. The sky was blue. The promise of spring in the air.

We spent 4 hours at the Pugh Funeral Home in Asheboro last night . The Pugh Funeral Home group of professionals did a wonderful job in all ways. From the preparation of her body and fixing (we had a closed casket) but they did wonders with her and the family was able to view her before we closed the casket. To all the handling of the matters involved in burial…Pugh Funeral Home made our time of grief and difficulty easier with their handling of everything.

As we waited for the funeral to start…We all gathered in the church fellowship hall…I had to get away from everyone and listen to my memories of long ago. As I stood and looked out the window I could hear the voices of long ago….”Momma ! Momma! Momma!”  Kay don’t get your new shoes dirty” Of crayons and coloring Bible characters , of crafts. Old curtains that divided the church so the children had a place for Sunday School and the scraping sound the curtains made as they slid on the wire. Of Easter Egg Hunts. Momma putting down room sized rugs in the new Sunday School rooms and painting desks blue for those rooms. I laughed thinking about helping her and all the work she put into the projects!

But the voices in my memory were so loud I could not hear anything else. I spent a pleasant 15 minutes with them. I thought of the old picnic table swung between the trees and all the people and food that had been there thru the years. As I write this I realize I have a smile and do that sigh every little bit as I remember!

My cousin the Rev Benny Clodfelter preached her funeral. What a fine job he did! We had a soloist  Kathryn Watson sing “Amazing Grace” My goodness! It was awesome! Made me want to shout and I did lift my hands in praise!

The flowers were beautiful and plentiful, and everything went well.

The church was full of friends and family. Momma would have been pleased!

Afterwards we had lunch and fellowship at my brother Kenneth’s beautiful home. We lingered till late in the evening talking and visiting. As it should be…

We went thru some of the Photo Albums tonight. They brought back so many memories.

Tonight I am certainly tired, and  empty feeling or something.  The good thing is I have no regrets! I said all I needed to and did all I could while she was here.

When my Grandma passed 2 years ago I realized “With each loved one’s passing, I believe God takes a bit of our heart with them to heaven. So when our time comes to go home we don’t mind it so much”  Peace is what I have tonight and sadness, and yes a part of my heart is missing.

Folk have asked me  “Kay are you all right?”. My reply has been” Yes All Is Well”…And it is All well with my soul.

Thank You ALL for your emails and phone calls! Your PRAYERS!  They mean so very much to me. They have helped with my peace of soul and mind.

As the song writer of long ago put it. It is Well With My Soul!

I want to leave you with Isaac Watts beautiful poem (and song).pub 1707..copy wright public domain

When I Survey The Wondrous Cross

“When I survey the wondrous cross

On which the Prince of Glory died

My richest gain I count but loss

And pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it Lord, that I should boast

Save in the death of Christ my God!

All the vain things that charm me most,

I sacrifice them to His Blood!

See from His head His hands his feet,

Sorrow and love flow mingled down,

Did er such love and sorrow meet.

Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Were the whole realm of nature mine,

That were a present far too small;

Love so amazing, so divine.

DEMANDS MY SOUL, MY LIFE , MY ALL.”