In Memory of my Mum

In Memory of Gladys Hanna Blake – Born 3/2/1921 – Died 22/8/2013

 92 years old

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My Mum was a very kind person, always willing to help others when needed but she grew up in very hard times through the Depression, her days were filled with much  work through her job and at home, her Mother was not well and so she helped  her older Sister care  for the younger Children and with the cooking and house work and also helped her father in the garden which supplied the families fruit and vegetables. Discipline was firm and outings few, except for Church.

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When I first met Mum through her daughter Julie, she was a Sunday School Teacher but by the time I went to live with her she was no longer interested in the Church but she did send us all to Sunday School. I was invited to her Children’s Birthday parties and Mum was a very good cook so I always enjoyed visiting her too, later she told me she use to worry about me because I was out late at night in winter, it seemed no one cared but she did and that meant a lot to me.

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Mum and my second Dad adopted  my Brother Alfred,  then me and  then they  fostered  Morry, they also had three of their own Children,  Frank, Julie and Kathy,  sadly Dad, Julie and Morry all died relatively young by today ‘s standards.

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Thinking back over the last three weeks, I can very much see God’s hands of Love and Compassion, you may have already read what  I shared (see below ) in my second last Post before I left for Sydney, which was called  “Mum Smiled’   ……..

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” I felt The Lord was saying to me, I’m with you, you’re not alone in this Storm my precious one and you never will be, I Love you greatly as I Love all my Children, when the road gets rocky I will give you all the support you need so your feet do not slip… How do we Thank such a Loving God …. Continually “

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Amazingly when they carried Mum’s coffin into the Chapel they played the song below  written by R. Rogers/O. Hammerstein II, I felt God holding me close and  it was then that I was finally able to cry and let all my sorrow go  for the times Mum and I were not able to share because of my living in Queensland  and other times now that we will not  be able to share together but  I gave thanks as I remembered the good times we did share over the years, yes there were also hard times but I let go of them too.

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But there is also a Mystery with Mum’s passing, I phoned the Hospital every day before I flew down to Sydney to be with her,  the Doctor told me after Mum’s Stroke that she had a clot on her brain,  was paralysed on one side and could not talk and this is how Mum  was every time  I went to see her in Hospital but she could move  her legs and often tried  to talk, until she was no longer able to move but before this she also kissed me on the hand, it was a very special moment  for me. 

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When I phoned the Hospital not long before I flew down to be with Mum, the Nurse asked me if I would like to talk to her, I was surprised but yes I did talk to Mum,  she called me Annie as usual and said it was good to hear from me and then said that she was feeling better,  we even laughed together at one of my jokes but towards the end of our conversation  I could not understand her, so I told her I Loved her and would see her soon. How this all happened I do not know for sure as I was advised more than once by those in my Family and one of the Doctors at the Hospital,  that she was never able to talk  but then is anything impossible for our God of Love.

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Thank you for all your Loving thoughts and Prayers,  I feel they were answered, our time on earth is but a Neo second in Eternity  and I now have no doubt  that I will be with Mum and Julie in Heaven  as I was assured this was so by God’s hand in  the events and Scripture that I shared with you in my last Posts and this one.

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As I was about to Post this message I kept thinking about the Lark in the song,  it brought back a memory of an email with the Meadowlark in it I received years ago in 2008, I looked it up and have now Posted it for you below, surprisingly the Music attached was….. yes you guessed it…..  You’ll Never Walk Alone.

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No Ordinary Miracles

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 The man whispered, “God, speak to me”
and a Meadowlark sang.

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But, the man did not hear. So the man yelled, “God, speak to me”
and the thunder rolled across the sky. 

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But, the man did not listen. The man looked around and said,
“God let me see you.” And a star shined brightly.

But the man did not see. And, the man shouted,
“God show me a miracle.” And, a life was born.

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But, the man did not notice. So, the man cried out in despair,

“Touch me God, and let me know you are here.”

 Whereupon, God reached down and touched the man.

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But, the man brushed the butterfly away and walked on.

I found this to be a great reminder that God is always

around us in the little and simple things that we take

for granted even in our electronic age.

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So I would like to add one more.

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The man cried,

” God I need your Help!

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And an e-mail arrived reaching out with the Hope

of God’s good news and encouragement…

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But, the man deleted it and continued crying.

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Don’t miss out on a blessing because it isn’t packaged

the way that you expect. I asked God to bless you.

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So expect the unexpected….

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And remember your Loved and you do not walk alone

and  when you write too He is near and He cares and He hears!

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 Perhaps  you would like to share this message with  your friends and family

all those  that you Love and care about, so they will be reminded that

God is there for them always even if they feel everyone else

has betrayed and left them.

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 Thank you all again – Christian Love from us both – Anne.

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