Music In Heaven?

October 30, 2013
Driving down Cryets Road after BSF.  "Free And Easy" is playing on the radio.  I start to sing it and suddenly wonder if God allows people to listen to their favorite music or do they sing hymns all day long.  I silently asked my mom, "does He?"  I quickly pushed the thought out of my head and smiled because I will never know the answer to that until I'm there.  Felt a little foolish.

Song ends.  Radio is quiet.  Straining to here next song.  No WAY!  It's Lori Morgan's "Five Minutes" comes over the airwaves.  One of my mom's favorites.  One of her kareokee songs.  An oldie.  A classic.  Sooooo rare to hear on the radio.  I turned it up, laughed and sang at the top of my lungs.

An answered question?

Later that day, I started to drive to Kroger.  I was on Willoughby and it hit me so hard that my mom was gone, gone, gone.  She should be at work.  All I had to do was drive straight through the light and pull into the parking lot.  She should be there.  We are having financial problems.  I always called my mom and talked to her about those because she could relate.  Can't call her.  Super, straight up angry and just....MAD.  Pull into a parking spot and can suddenly hear the radio.  It was a song I used to sing all the time when it came out and I would think of my parents...and how I was their baby girl.  The lyrics made me almost freak out,

"Dear Mom and Dad,
Please send money,
I'm so broke that it ain't funny.
I don't need much just enough to get me through.
Please don't worry 'cause I'm alright.
(I'm playin here at the bar tonight)
This time I'm gonna make our dreams come true...
Well I love you more than anything in the world.
Love,
Your Baby Girl"

I'm broke.  I can't tell my momma.  I love her....still.