The sweet face above is my grandmother - my mom's mom. Gosh, I miss her! I've been thinking about death the last few days (a little morbid, I know) because we've had a precious lady from our church in ICU and we knew it was just a matter of time before she died. And in fact, last night around 6 pm she was ushered into the presence of the Lord. Her daughter told Daniel later last night that early in the evening she took her mother's hand and told her they would be okay if she wanted to go ahead and go home. She said Ms. Glo (as we knew her - Gloria) opened her eyes, looked around the room at her family, and took her last breath. Is that not amazing?!
Anyway, last night when I got in bed I realized that today was May 31. My grandmother's birthday. She would have been 106 today. It's still hard to believe she's been gone 7 years. I so wish she could have known my husband. She would have adored Daniel. I know she would have loved my children, as well.
Thank you, God, for the hope we have of seeing our relatives again one day! For believers, death is certainly not the end. But until we're reunited, there will always be that longing and nagging pain because we're separated.
I'm thankful for the life my grandmother lived and the legacy she left behind. It is so appropriate that in this picture she's holding her Bible (this was after church one Sunday). She loved reading the Word, and I am still challenged to this day when I think about how often I saw her studying God's Word. I pray one day that my grandchildren will know beyond a shadow of a doubt just how much I love the Lord and His Word! Definitely hoping to carry on the legacy!
How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!
Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.
Psalm 119:103, 105