This would have been my Mum’s 89th birthday, had she lived to celebrate it.
Part of me wishes she had. I want her to be here – to hear her laugh, to share a cup of tea with her, to have her worry over me, to celebrate her birthday.
But she is in a far better place – and she doesn’t want to come back here.
She is celebrating. She is enjoying a party such as she has never done before – a party in heaven.
With God the Father who is delighted to have her join the party, thrilled to welcome her home.
With God the Son who came to this earth and died on the cross to make sure my Mum would be at that party.
With God the Spirit who comforted her and counselled her and guided her all through the 87 years she lived on earth.
With the angels in heaven who threw a party the day my Mum decided to trust the Lord.
Why would she want to leave all that to come back here?
She doesn’t. But we will go to be with her. We’ll join the party. And what a party that will be!
No one’s ever seen or heard anything like this,
Never so much as imagined anything quite like it—
What God has arranged for those who love him.
I Corinthians 2:9
Tales from Taughlumny 
Hugs from Virginia, Pauline. Thanks for sharing this celebration.
Wonderful writing of your deep thoughts dear Pauline. May you be comforted by the Lord himself in your miss of your dear Mum.
And what joy when we all meet again at the welcome table.
I love the way you present God’s welcoming for His children.
Big hugs.
Bea