When I’m 83…

20160205_113035-1Delivered to my PO Box in this colorful, tie-dyed envelope, was a letter from an 83 year old widow. Mary had seen me on Trinity Broadcasting Network at 1:45am and loved my music. Not sure why the old folks are up in the wee hours like that. I remember my Grandma would often get up while it was still dark outside and get to cleaning the house. Mom always said her house was so clean you could eat off the floors. She ironed the bed sheets, too, and wiped her toy poodle’s back side with toilet tissue whenever Tinker did her business in the yard.

Miss her. And miss her homemade noodles.

But, back to the letter. So, there she was one night listening to me sing. She shared that she’s a born-again Christian and how for many years the Lord has brought things to her at odd hours of the morning. She wrote, ‘Perhaps this isn’t something you’d be interested in; I just know He “informs” me of things when I’m not the one doing the talking!’

Isn’t that adorable?!

That night she heard this…
Jesus is at my right hand; Jesus is at my left hand; Jesus is behind me; Jesus is in front of me; Jesus is above my head and Jesus washed my feet (or washes my feet), I inhale Jesus and Jesus exhales me.

Beautiful words. Oh, how our hearts burn for that breathing in and out kind of intimacy with Jesus.

It struck me that when I’m 83 I hope I’m still listening to Jesus in the wee hours. That when He’s got something to tell me that I’ll still have ears to hear, if even through a hearing aide. Grandma used to wear one. We’d hug her, it would make a little beep, and she’d say, “You ring my bell!” She passed on from a brain aneurysm back in 2010 and now makes her Home with Jesus. I don’t suppose she needs that ‘ole hearing aide anymore.

Thank you, sweet Mary, for your obedience in writing what He told you. I trust He’ll accomplish the purpose for which it was sent. Thank you for being a conduit of His great love and mercy. And painting a picture of His presence that surrounds us, especially in the watches of the night.

“On my bed I remember You; I think of You through the watches of the night. Because You are my help, I sing in the shadow of your wings. I stay close to You; and your right hand upholds me.” (Psalm 63:6-8)

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale…

Cheri

 

 

 

 

 

15 comments to When I’m 83…

  • Mitch

    That was not only beautiful but also educational, for she sounded very bright. And I’m sure she is full of wisdom. She blessed. God bless you. Amen.

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    Cheri Reply:

    Yes! Hope I’m still kickin’ like that when I’m 83! God bless you right back.

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  • Donna anderson

    You are making cry with memories. Love, mom

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    Cheri Reply:

    It’s O.K. to cry, Ma. Love you.

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  • Mia

    What a beautiful heart!

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  • Dell Elias

    So precious! There is so much to learn from our older sisters… I love hearing what they have to share! Xxx

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  • Liz Lassa

    This was beautiful.

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    Cheri Reply:

    Hey, Liz…I thought so, too. Good to hear from you. Trust you are well and resting daily in Christ (as I’m also trying to do!) Hope the Lord will allow our paths to cross again soon.

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  • jen

    I just thought of a dear older sister who is with Jesus. When I would start to complain or say I wish so and so would do this or that.She would say.Jen,Jesus is only wanting you to keep your own corner clean.Meaning.God has them,get the plank out of your own eye,and one corner alone can sometimes be a mess.One junk drawer too,I love that you shared that.

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    Cheri Reply:

    Sounds like she was a wise woman, indeed…”keep your own corner clean”…love it!

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  • A very dear story shared. Reminds me of my own sweet grandmother who, even in her old age, faithfully prayed for my salvation. I am so thankful to Jesus for both saving me and honoring my grandmother’s petition.

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    Cheri Reply:

    Ah, the prayers of the righteous availeth much…thanks for sharing and honoring your grandmother in the process!

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  • Helen

    To be a comforter at any age is a great gift! – I hope that when I’m 83 I will be extending comfort in the name of Jesus. In fact – it’s a great life goal.

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    Cheri Reply:

    I second that!

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  • I’m hoping at age 83 that, under God’s wonderful grace, I can keep stretching forward pressing towards the finish line, full of His Spirit, teaching others about Him, and finishing faithful! And, yes, quiet enough to hear His still small voice!

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