Today we sorrow, yet not without hope. Last night my husband's grandmother went home to be with the Lord, which is for her far better. She was an amazing 102 years of age and up until this past week, able to live in her own apartment in a complex for seniors. She leaves behind a wonderful testimony and legacy of prayerfulness and godliness to her 9 surviving children, 25 grandchildren, 44 great-grandchildren and 2 great-great-grandchildren.
As I never had the privilege of knowing either sets of my own grandparents, I feel especially blessed to have known 'Granny'. I can still see the loving twinkle in her eye and remember the merriment when ever we visited. She loved to cuddle the wee ones and set them on her knee and she could remember each one in prayer. This was her chief desire: to witness of the love of her Savior and pray without ceasing.
Earth is a poorer place today without 'Granny' but we know she has heard the Lord say,
'Well done, thou good and faithful servant. Enter thou into the joy of thy Lord.'
'Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.'