Myra - 7 years and counting

Today, as on every September 25th, I am acutely aware that Myra is sitting at the throne of God and worshipping Him as I sit at my desk and miss her. I know she would be praying with me for my dad. Every day, without fail, she would be on her knees praying for him.

There's not really a lot I want to add to the post I wrote about her last year. She has another grandchild now. I know she would love that. When I hear this song, she comes to my mind. It's beautiful - just as she was. She would be praying, "Bring the Rain."