Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints. (Psalm 116:5)
A week ago Sunday, my precious grandmother, my mom's mother, slipped from us and entered into Heaven.
I have so many beautiful memories of her. In fact, the night after she passed away, I was laying in bed thinking about all my memories, and it dawned on me: I do not have any negative memories of my grandma. Wow...I'm pretty sure that people can't say that about me! My grandma was so kind, so loving and thoughtful. She had a true servant's heart and a deep love for the Lord.
My grandma taught me how to sew. When I first started, I broke machine needles every time I was there! She had a ready supply of sewing machine needles though, and I just had to replace the needle I broke. One sewing lesson I broke two needles, and another lesson the needle went through my finger--straight down through my nail! She clipped the thread and pulled the needle out! We went over weekly for "sewing lessons". One of the things Grandma taught me was to read the instructions for myself. I remember from the first lesson on, she always had me read the instructions and try to follow them. If I needed help, or couldn't understand the instructions, she would help me. But I always had to start out by reading the instructions. Grandma was encouraging. She wanted sewing to be enjoyable for me. If I made a mistake and had to rip out a seam, she would hand me the seamripper. But sometimes if the mistake was big and it involved a lot of work with the seamripper, she would pick out my stitches for me, so that it wouldn't be discouraging for me.
Oh...I could go on and on. I'll miss my grandma so much! I know I'll see her again, and I know that she is free from pain and in the presence of the Lord Whom she served so faithfully! It's sad to think of her not being here on earth with us, but my heart rejoices so much to know she's in Heaven!