The Portion of my Inheritance

Sickness had hit each of our families and it had been nearly two weeks since I last saw my girls. It’s enough to break a mammy’s heart.

So on Thursday my back door flew open and Aria burst in and Aniyah was right behind her. There was much running and jumping into arms. Laughter bounced off the walls and landed smack dab in the middle of my heart, causing a great eruption of joy. There were hugs and more hugs and kisses and more kisses!

Aria came bearing gifts. Gifts she had brought to her mammy from her own stock pile of treasures, and I immediately put them on display. Her face gave way to her inner heart as I saw the smile and her eyes twinkling with delight.

We cuddled in mammy’s favorite chair, the three of us, and only the sturdy arms held us in, keeping us from spilling over onto the floor. I sat in the middle, Aria on my left and Aniyah on my right, both sitting half on my lap. We watched one of our favorite shows, the one we watch every time they come. Each crunched and munched away on their own snacks and I heard it in each ear, and my heart was exceedingly glad.

Mammy was so happy, and she knew without a doubt that her Lord covered her with His goodness.

We love Him because He first loved us. 1 John 4:19