Love Went Home On The Wings Of A Dove

When my momma passed, Years ago. It will be 25 years
March 31st, 2025.
I thought on her struggles, pain, hardships, traumas, brokenness, chronic illness. She must have been a really tired person at 45 years old.
I thought on all our Precious times together. Funny things about her. Her laughter. Her ability to never judge others and accept everyone as they are. She was friendly. But very much the opposite if a person was very awful and mean. She'd let them know in a quick second to get away from her.
My mother in law was a mean one. Particularly cruel and enjoyed it. My momma got first and experience to see her be awful, dominating, conniving and also trying to keep me from my momma. I was around 30. My momma jumped up. Went to her. Banged on my bedroom door that my mother in law took me in and locked the door..."To have a talk with me."
Momma banged hard, over and over. She yelled at her through the door, "I know what your doing to my daughter! You better come out now or I'm going to knock this door down to free her from you!"
All at once I saw fear on my mother in-law's face.
Something I never saw before. She usually carried a smirk.
And she jumped up. Unlocked the door, flung it open. Looked at my momma horrified. Ran out the back door. Got in her car. And the wheels kicked back dirt and gravel because she sped out so fast.
I looked at my momma. And felt so loved and protected by her. No one had ever stood up for me before. Especially with my mother in-law.
I felt such a safe loving bond that was formed that moment like I never felt before.
I just wanted to be with her, by her and share as much life with her as I could.
I saw her differently. Not a victim of life anymore, but a warrior that fought to be her and make it. The best she knew how.
I saw her dance alot. I saw her sing alot too.
I think she cried alot. But I didn't see that too much.
I saw her laughter. Her Joys. Her creativities. Her determination. Her whole life, from the time she was born...was very hard. But she lived 45 years.
And I have to say, even though she suffered alot.
Had many many hardships. I saw her gentleness, love, protection, and acceptance.
Outside of herself, life... was a friend.
Even if living it was very hard.
She lived for her children. Me and my two younger brothers.
Cody Noe and Joshua James Noe .
She was valuable. When we gave her grandchildren, she became a very proud memaw.
(Now I'm a memaw to 5)
She loved with her whole being. Even if we hurt her in some way or disappointed her. She forgave quickly. And loved harder.
Often I have looked back and wanted so badly to have had more time together. But I was in bondage with hurts and traumas I had not healed from yet and was it continuing to happen until I was 40 years old.
I know true love...2 of them. One is Jesus. The other is my momma, #BillieFayThompson  I felt it too when my son, Jonathan Wenrich I was 25 years old. I felt joy as he was growing in my womb and was born. He became a joy
I desperately needed. Abba blessed me.
I saw my momma get more and more tired and unwell from that moment.
My momma got so tired. Too sick. Longed for Home Everlasting with Jesus. By the time she was in her early 40s.

When she was 45 years old, I was 31. My son nearly 6.
2 weeks before she passed. She called me everyday and talked for hours. Something she had never done before like this.
On the last day. She told me, she had been praying to go Home. That she was so tired. Her body was not able to fight anymore. We talked about many loving things. I did not know she was saying "Good Bye."
Right after this. She went to sleep one early morning, reclining on her couch. With her head down and her arms crossed.
LOVE WENT HOME ON THE WINGS OF A DOVE
I'm Homesick for her. And I've ached in my heart in that longing of our finale reunion.
See...I've been to Glory more than a few times.
I've passed on. 3 times.
I've seen her and talked with her.
I've seen many wonderful things that Jesus has prepared for those who love Him and put their hope and trust in Him.
Those who have accepted His cost, for our Healing Salvation that He Alone Gives.
I've tried to write as much as I can of every experience I've had in and out of body.
Visions and dreams.
Now my time is very short. I am nearly at the end of my race.
I'm very chronically ill. And I am very tired.
Jesus has been preparing me and my husband.
But my son, dosent want to face the truth of, that his momma will be going Home soon. So I stopped trying to co fort him with what I've been shown, told and know...he is not ready or willing. But I'm praying for his comfort and I pray Abba touches his heart in memories of what I've already had told him. It will surely comfort him. I want him to have the comfort of Jesus like my husband and I have. There is Abba's Love in it all.
He is and has been my Living Testimonies.

He told me I will go Home, "Like my momma."  She knew prepared and said her farwells in advance.  Even leaving gifts for us. Wrote letters to all her family members. Begore she passed. She was preparing and didnt even know when and that she would pass that soon.
The thing is...I've prayed all these years that I could prepare my family. Like her. Not just like her, but like her.
I've tried. In The Living Testimonies and Experiences. I've tried in personal things I have in giving to my family in the last 8 years to now.

Abba also told me I'd pass, like the true story I read of a young man who passed Suddenly.
My momma went to sleep. The young man went Suddenly.
And so I will do both in these ways.
He showed me the season. But not the year.
He gave me wonderful details. Because He is so loving and comforting. He is Abba.
He has been preparing my husband as well.
For me to go Home.
And I know I'm at the threshold.
Oh glorious day.

I've seen it all.
I know every detail.

I turn 56 November 7th.
I've outlived my precious momma so far by 11 years soon.
She went Home at 45. She married my dad at 14 and had me at 15.
I'm not good with numbers. I lost that ability when the motorcycle wreck happened.
I forget if we are 14 or 15 years apart.

My momma was and is my best friend.
The last time I saw her was end of last year 2023 or beginning of 2024. I wrote about it.
I shared it. To read it, you'd know it's true.
I was out of body from resting in my bed of faith.
I saw my momma's Chamber Room. She escorted me in to show me her incredible "closet."
I will find the story and share it for you to read.
The Daughters of Abba God will be very happy about it.
To this day, after that real and true experience with her....this year has been the most sick I've ever been.
Often I think about things I'd like to have or want, like for homemaking, appliances...like a counter crushed ice maker,
Dresses. Decorative things. My nails done. Pretty rugs. A very nice pair of sketcher comfortable shoes. You know, just like everyone else wants things.
But often I'm not even able to go out.
When I "long" for a pretty comfortable dress...
(Dresses and cardigans are my favorite.)
He sees me, He sees my heart.
And I've heard Him say to my heart,
"Remember what I've shown you. I have so much more for you."  "Better things for you."
He says it with depths of love that can only come from Him to His Child. He says it with comfort and encouragement.
He also reminds me with quick flashes of very vivid details of what He has already showed me in Glory and in my momma's Chamber Room and her closet.

Everything on this earth fades away. Nothing lasts here.
I'm trading my "Teddy Bear" of this life for His "Pearls" in Glory.
(Do you know that story? It is beautiful. I might share it soon. If I do not forget. It's a symbolism of how Beloveds should be living)

But He delights to bless His Own on earth all the time and in many personal ways and in needs.
I know this to be true in my own life.
But Oh Wait Until You See and Know What He Has In Store For everyone who calls on His Name for His Forgivness and Redemption. Salvation.
Stay Faithful and True.
Look Up.  He is Coming Soon to gather His Own Up Into His Outstretched Arms. Those that are in the grave that are His and then those who remain alive on the ground that are His.
Quickly in a twinkling.
To a celebration in the sky.
And Home. With Grand Reunions, Grand Celebrations, Joy Everlasting.  No more death, hurts, sickness, or wasting away.
Peace, joy, love, life forever.
I've seen it. I've seen what He has for us.  It's done. It's already.
Look Up.

I want to mount up on Eagle's Wings. And soar Home.

I love you all, Kimberly Wenrich