By Tonja Condray Klein©03/27/2024

I don’t know my Mom’s NEW name yet. Vada Belle Tignor Condray moved away on February, 27, 2024. Mom’s address used to be across from Hubby Ken and me on Thor Street in Riverside (Dayton), Ohio, America, on Earth. Now, I only know her new dimensional realm is Heaven. Each Christian will be given a NEW NAME in Heaven that ONLY God Almighty knows until He gives it to that person. I don’t know Mom’s new address yet even a month later today. There are untold mansions, and I don’t have a map. I’m unsure if states or zip codes are even used, but the Christian Holy Bible says there are streets. Do you know what I think her NEW street could be? The lyrics “I’m gonna lay down my burdens down by the Riverside…” might tell me that her mansion is on Riverside Lane, Heaven. I’ll find out for sure some sweet day.

Everything we can imagine that links to biblical scriptures is possible. She could have her mansion on Riverside there, but I think she would be at Jesus’ feet for a bit. “Look for me at Jesus’ feet” was a song she loved. Then again, she might have spent the night or two days there before our crazy family and relatives from ancestry dragged her off to tables with them to all taste foods of Heaven while they all shared stories about their lives as she shared hers. I don’t know who from history would go first, but I do know that Dad Truman and Son Alton, cousins Clyde and Betty Qualls, the Tignors, and the Lanes have all pulled over chairs too. Friends too many to name from recent then backwards for almost 93 years living will show up to visit with her happily. Heavenly tea all around will be a must in Mom Vada’s redeemed reality!

The only problem I foresee is that Mom’s southern hospitality could try to reassert itself even there, so the items wanted may simply show up on the tables, but Mom might have moments of thinking about doing all of their dishes. Yes, my imagination is highly annoying, but knowing her like I have for almost fifty-two years I think that could be like her as she is reunited with all of those loved ones in one place at one time for one purpose – welcoming Mom HOME. What an amazing time that has to be! Some people I never knew are there, and those I found on Ancestry would maybe be known through my research are there; but Mom KNOWS ALL OF THEM even as SHE IS KNOWN by all of them. Each has a new spiritual body until physical resurrection happens when Jesus Christ returns in the clouds to move ALL believers.

Those in Heaven could have gifts and abilities humans lost back in Eden when Adam and Eve fell from Creator God Almighty’s Grace. Jesus Christ came to reclaim all who believe in His blood being given for Salvation by Grace and through Faith in Him if each person will accept His promise. Mom Vada did. I did too, so I have hope to see her again, if not after the rest of my own lifetime then sooner when the Rapture (supernatural change then people moving) of Christian believers from Earth happens that seems to be closer every single day. WATCH THE FIG TREE. For the last forty years of my life, Israel’s part of scriptural prophetic End Times that were foretold millennia ago is happening in real time. I’m unable to accept what other ‘preachers’ are teaching now since much of it is the very opposite of TRUE spiritual reality.

Mom KNEW what she believed. I KNEW that she KNEW, and on the evening of 02/26/2024 I sung to her at her STNA great-granddaughter Brook’s place where Hospice care was being given, talked with her about us being okay if she wanted to go, hugged her then kissed her forehead after recording her saying, “Goodnight Sam” before I said, “Goodnight Ralph”, and then I went home. I didn’t know I was saying goodbye for good in this plane of existence, but Mom passed in her sleep the way she, my sister Janice, me, and most of our family wanted… peacefully picked up by a spiritual transport to Heaven. That might sound fantastical or even fictional to some, but I believe it’s actually realistic when it comes to any believer in Jesus Christ as personal Savior, Lord, King, and Son aspect of Creator God Almighty. It’s just supernatural.

Is it possible that spiritual leaders have embellished the actual powers of the Creator God Almighty? If anything, I think they have DIMINISHED the actual majesty and Power of the One True Living God of Creation out of fear or misled sensibilities that such things could be seen as ‘magic’. Who in their right mind would want their God to be so mystical and powerful to actually be real? I DO! I have been witness to and instrument of the use of the Gifts of the Holy Spirit of God Almighty in churches, and I tell you now with every bit of my sanity and scientific research acumen: GOD’S GIFTS ARE REAL. I pray in tongues every day. I’ve been used in healing and with messages and interpretations since thirteen. I WAS NOT TAUGHT HOW TO OR BRAINWASHED TO DO IT. The Christian God Almighty IS the Miracle Maker STILL.

Than why didn’t He heal Mom Vada? I don’t know. She had fought with all of her Faith and her personal grit, but she was no longer able to do things she had loved to do. She had always never wanted to become a ‘burden’, and although none of us felt like she was, she was living in bed by then. Maybe God had thought her race had been run and decided we needed to let her go to her place with Him and those our family love. Anyone who knows me at all knows how much I’ve always loved my Mom Vada. Telling her that she could go if she wanted to was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do, but it was the right thing to do FOR HER. We had the funeral and tried to make it be a celebration of her life and family. My world has grown dimmer without her. I have NEVER been without her in my almost fifty-two years, and it really hurts.

I have to still go through her things in the mobile home across from ours, get things of hers to different members of our family who want to keep them, and put things I can’t part with into storage for safe keeping. There’s no treasure or valuables; only memories live here now of the 92-year-and-ten-month-old woman as a wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, great-great-grandmother, sister, aunt, cousin, babysitter, and friend. We will remember and share stories of her with those who will be after us if time goes on. Yet she is NOW sharing her stories with those who saw some of her life through the windows of Heaven and celebrated even more when she came Home. I share their joy in her finding her NEW HOME. My tears are for ME now because I MISS the HER before the cancer. Love You, Mommy… ALWAYS.