Just had an epiphany while lying in my bed, visiting dad. As I closed my eyes close, and I could easily picture myself at home in my bed, facing the wall. Laying on my right side while staring at the plaque I purchased from Akron, two years ago: The simple one that says,
"In the morning when I rise, just give me Jesus!"
And then I began to drift and reflect … I remember being in Ghana in the bed closest to the door, and desperately wanting to be somewhere else. No one knew these thoughts but me! I also remember when I was in England in that bed, completely amazed. I mean over the moon that I had my very own Princess suite. The view was absolutely breathtaking! I also remember the bed in Japan. On the floor and oh so very, very hard. But, I gave it very little attention considering that I, Denise Michelle Fuller, was actually in Japan, supporting and encouraging our Missionaries…BUT #only because I was a believer in the Lord Jesus Christ! Did I mention, I was in Japan?!
I try very hard NOT to remember the bed last bed...with him! And further back, I vaguely remember the bed in Baltimore. Yes, another bed that I was NOT supposed to be in. And I had the nerve to drive all that way…and there was no (gps)….what in the world…who was that girl?!!!
Exhale… as there were countless other beds that I was NOT supposed to be in, and only God knows how many. Pause: Wondering if the fact that I was on my own at the age of 16 had anything to do with it?!
Looking forward, I fondly remember my mom's bed. The one she's always surrendering to me when I sleep over. She lovingly drapes it with the throw that I gave her for her 70th birthday. It's a picture of the Fuller girls!
All these beds, and all these memories…so why am I thinking these thoughts?! Oh, I know... For now, Praising God that I can remember… actually having my memories, good and not so good!
One day I may NOT have my precious memories. So for now, I'm briefly reminiscing as I lay in this bed, in my dad's guestroom. Good bad or indifferent, I am able to recall these encounters because I am of sound mind.
And, if by God’s will, I do not have my memory as time goes forward, I pray that I will be like Mrs. Kay. She's in the nursing home and each time I am blessed to visit her, she's often in her bed.
When I walk in, I smile and say "How are you Mrs. Kay?" And from her from bed, she says, without fail, and with such joy, "I'm happy in the Lord!"
Father if I can’t have my memory, can I please have that testimony? In Jesus name, amen.
*Mrs Kay is now with Jesus!!!
