"Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His Saints."
My dear Grandmother died on Friday, January 18. My time with her in Maine was more than precious. I was able to sit by her bedside and hold her frail hand. Her sister and I clipped hairs from her chin and massaged her with lotion. I dampened washcloths and cooled down her forehead. I kissed her tender face and prayed with her before I left her bedside for the final time. I didn't tell her goodbye because I know I will see her again in eternity with our Lord and all the saints. My heart was greatly comforted. Though I miss her already my heart is full.
Grammie was looking forward to her death. She knew that with its' passing she would be with Christ the Lord, her husband, Ted, her parents, Lee and Louisa and her grandparents, Christopher and Blanche. Her heart was full of faith and her eyes were lit with hope. She was beautiful. I am so blessed to have been made her granddaughter. She and my Grandfather raised 6 children one of them being my earthly Father. Though both my grandparents are now gone, their heritage remains. Through their children, numerous Grandchildren and Great-Grandchildren the stories of their lives and of their faith will be passed on until time ceases to remember and eternity is nigh.
A feast of laughter, beauty, and goodness, all crafted into the simple stories of one large Christian family.
4 comments:
Praise the Lord for her beautiful example. You've been in my thoughts and prayers and will continue to be. Love you, friend!
This is beautiful, Christie. Grammie was so beautiful and peaceful at the end. It helped my heart to see her that way. Love you.
Our thoughts and prayers toward higgin,s family and traveling mercies next week to the memorial.
Soon there will be enough Reynolds to stretch all the way back here to Santa Cruz!
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