Heart To Heart

When we came home from our road trip I noticed that a plant I had (from my dad's funeral) looked to be in pitiful condition.  Plants don't last long in our home - I always apologize to plants and goldfish given to us because my track record with them is really, really not good. I am currently in a "let's get rid of things" mode, so when I looked at this plant I thought it's time had come.  I cut off the dead leaves and watered it and kept it only because there was no more room in the garbage can. It perked up. And to my amazement it actually has 2 "blooms" on it this week.  It hasn't had "blooms" since my mom died (after my dad died).  It has 2 blooms from out of nowhere...just pointing upward...randomly.  For no obvious reason. Truth is, I've watched many a plant die in my house.  My past experience was definitely influencing my anticipation of that plant's future success. This got my attention.  It's a picture of...

Voices are pretty interesting to  me.  They represent something that you just can't get from the written message - like an email or a text.  But, if I really know someone well, I can hear their voice in my head while I read their message. Our friend, Stan, used to leave messages on our voice mail.  I kept them all because they made me laugh due to his sense of humor, or cry because of his heart for God and for us.  He's Home now - no more messages.  And, some freak thing happened at some point (with electricity and our voice mail) that resulted in the loss of all of our saved messages.  Bummer.  But, I recently received a video that was made of him, right before he went Home.  It's weird, but good, to hear his voice. Our friend, Gaylon, also had a crazy sense of humor, heart for God, and heart for us.  I got to go over to he and Sally's home one evening to sing songs of worship.  After we sang, Gaylon started talking - with a wa...