Around this same time a friend who I worked with was taking care of her aunt in her home. At times she would need someone to come and stay with her. Emily was old enough that she could do this and she seemed to enjoy this time with Verna. She was bed bound by now, many times Emily would just lay with her on the bed...
the silence shared between them -
age spaced by almost 82 years -
seemed to be what they both needed.
Verna was a seamstress in her day. She sewed for a lot of wealthy people. These people would bring her beautiful expensive material, and Verna would sew it into something exquisite for them. The scraps of material she would get to keep for herself. Verna made herself a wonderful jacket out of these scraps of material.She embroidered between each piece and lined it in green silk. When Verna went to be with the Lord, I inherited her "coat of many colors".
Around this time Dolly Parton started a book club where she encouraged reading to all the classes in elementary school. I don't remember alot about it - but, I know I started reading her book to Lindsey's class, then Lacey's class, and then classes that I didn't even know the kids. I enjoyed it, each time wearing the coat and sharing Verna's story also.
On January 31st, 2013 I once again got out our book and coat, and off to Foley, Mn. Grams and I went. We started out the day reading "Coat of Many Colors" to all the Kindergartner's at Foley Elementary. It was two groups of kids. Then we went to Conner's school and I read the story to his class also giving them a color page of "Joseph and the amazing coat of many colors". Next we had dinner with Conner and his class. It consisted of hot dogs wrapped in tortilla shells - I was quite impressed! Now it was time to head back to the Foley Falcons and watch JaciAnna perform in her winter concert with her class. She sang her heart out, knowing each and every word of every song. Then she got to play an instrument. It was comparable to a drum, and she looked just like her momma as she played it to the perfect rhythm of the song. It was a very proud moment to see her preform in front of so many people. She did it effortlessly and with the grace of a true musician.
It is one of the highlights of my story, to remember my little angle singing and playing in the choir. I have a picture of her from this day also - but, I haven't been able to get it on here yet ... it is coming soon!
Another highlight of this story?
When the first class of Kindergartner's game into the reading room there was about 40 of them. They all sat excitedly on the reading rug. I started talking to them and asked a few questions. One of the questions was if they knew anyone who could sew. I tried listening to each one. They were all so excited to share their story with me, to have me listen to them. Time was getting away on us and then... Mrs. Harren said "Grammie Pammie, you read your story and then we have a trick that we will show you when your done, it is away that you can listen to everyone" So, I read the story and then... Mrs. Harren said "Grammie Pammie, can you turn up your listening ears?" - (I took my hand and turned them over my ears, turning them up.)
then...
Mrs, Harren said "Now kids you turn down your voices to a whisper and you can all say at the same time what you want to tell Grammie Pammie"
I closed my eyes and listened...
what I heard is something that can never be explained. It was as if I could hear each voice. All of their voices together blended spiritually and I was transported to the door of Heaven.
I knew inside my soul that this is exactly what it sounds like in Heaven. I knew I was as close to Heaven as you can get while here on earth. As the Lord and Jesus listen to all of our concerns, our prayers He turns up his listening ears, He can decipher each voice and knows what we are saying.
Thank you Lord for this Blessing.
It is something I will never forget...
Being with Your children
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| Curt and I in November 2012 with some of Heaven's children |
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| Jaci Anna ready to sing and play at her concert 2013 |
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