Mom moment

It happened again.

Debbie and I went to the 9am church service yesterday,
and when we ended our service singing "How Great Thou Art",
I started thinking about Mom, and I had a good cry.

After the service, I tried to gather myself, and figure out
what triggered that, and Debbie said she had welled up as
soon as she realized the song, which we sang at Mom's funeral service.
I started crying again, and then a couple stopped by and asked if
they could pray with us, and it turned into a whole thing.

I knew the guy from a men's group I attended there recently, and
when I could talk, I tried to explain that I was just having a "Mom moment".
We talked for a bit, and they invited us to their couple's Bible study.
Not sure we can fit that in at the moment, but it was nice of them.

Two things I learned at church today today:

1. When you cry at the end of the church service, concerned persons
will come to your side and lay hands on you.
(That's a God thing)

2. Little (or big) things still make me think of, and cry about Mom.
(That's a Mom thing....and maybe a God thing, too)

I guess I'm ok with both those things.