I will take a break from the study today to speak once more of Momma, Nadine Rice Dobbs.  A year ago today, she took here final breath here on earth and drew her first one in heaven.  She was in a lot of pain the last few months here, but that pain is no more.  She had a lot of difficulty even walking, and the last few weeks couldn't even walk at all.  I think about how now she is walking free and easy on the streets of gold, with no back pain and strong legs that easily carry her where she needs to go.  She hated to give up her Sunday School class, but now she can learn at the feet of the Savior.  Time has moved on for those of us left behind, but for her time no longer has meaning.  She was not restored to wholeness only to get old and start suffering again.  Through her faith in her personal Savior, Jesus Christ, she is victorious over not only death but also all the pains of this cruel world.  By the way, that is the only way to victory over death, through a personal relationship by faith with Jesus Christ as Savior and Lord.  Momma traveled more the last few years of her life than even sho would have thought possible.  Yet, all that pales in comparison to the trip she embarked on a year ago.  I cannot tell you exactly where heaven is located, but I can tell you that it is far removed from this old world.  We go by the grave site from time to time.  My wife was there yesterday.  The truth is though, since the first of July last year, momma has never been there.  Since daddy and momma had their graves and headstones already in place, she had seen it before, but not since that day a year ago. She has no need to see that last date inscribed on the head stone, because that is the day her everlasting life started with no barriers, and time ceased to have any bearing.   There were over eleven years of time that passed here between the time that daddy died and momma died, but for them as they stroll around heaven, the time has no meaning.  We have gone through many firsts without momma, but she is always at the first of her everlasting life.   My spell check keeps asking me if I want to add momma to the dictionary, but I choose not to.  It is the name my brother, sister and I always called her by, and it is in my heart, so it doesn't matter if my dictionary acknowledges it.  So, as another day leading into another year begins here, I just want to say that even though you are missed by many, I am glad you are in your home of everlasting joy and peace, Momma.  Love always, from your number two son.