God took my great-grandmother home several weeks ago. She was a faithful, generous woman who left a legacy of love on earth. Despite spending most of her life in a wheelchair, she was an active member of her church and taught Sunday school classes for decades. She was my first example of a faith-filled life.
After several years of poor health, she is free. I rejoice in her well-being.
Ninety-six years of love, strife, joy and pain are over. Years spent in shadow, catching fleeting glimpses of her Love are finished. Now she stands in the full light of day, embraced by her Savior.
She is free. Fear, failure and shame are past. Her peace is consuming, her joy complete.
She is whole. Long unused limbs are healthy and strong. She dances in the presence of her Healer. She runs and jumps because she can.
She is full. The bread and wine that are Christ satisfy a lifetime of hunger and thirst.
Asleep in the shadows, she is awake in His presence. Day has dawned.
She has risen. She shines in His Light, reflecting His glory with the absolute purity purchased for her by His blood.
Standing in the full light of day, she waits, but for a moment…
There is so much faith, so much love, so much joy, and so much peace in this tribute. Sounds as though she truly set an example. Oh, that we could ALL leave such an such hope behind us for our loved ones! Very well done!!