I have been reminded of your sincere faith, which first lived in your grandmother Lois and in your mother Eunice and, I am persuaded, now lives in you also.
2 Timothy 1:5
Grandmas hold our tiny hands for just a little while, but our hearts forever. ~Author Unknown
This letter was written in 1988. My dad wasn't the only patriarch or matriarch concerned about their children and grandchildren. My grandmother on my mother's side wrote this letter from her deathbed. Even then pleading with all loved ones to turn around and see Christ. For all of us not to take our eyes off the prize.
Here is her letter:
Dear love ones,
I love everyone of you all. Your daddy, you three kids, all the grand kids, my sister, and all the rest of my love ones. I don't like some of their ways, but I still love them. I don't know of anyone I hate. I just hope and pray all my love ones and everyone else will get saved before its too late.
For if we miss heaven we have missed all. So don't let anyone cause you to turn back. So don't worry about me. The Lord is going to let me be alright. If I don't come back, I don't want any of you to worry about me for I go to rest.
I love you all so much. And have wanted you to live for the Lord for so long. Please, don't worry about me. The Lord is going to be with me.
Love to you all. I'm going to quit. Go to bed for I am getting sleepy.
Love you all very much,
Myrtle Mae Wren Cantrell
I look at your photograph,
And I write about you,
Realizing I am not who I was,
No longer that teenager you once knew.
Wanting to see you now,
To tell you all that I have been through since you left,
Would you be disappointed in what I've become?
Finding myself in the midst of bereft.
Recalling the moments we would sit together,
Talking while you would tell me stories of the Lord,
Sharing your faith with your grandson,
Telling of heaven's great reward.
You have touched my life even now,
Guiding me in someways,
Remembering the loved ones who sought the great light,
May the Lord impart that wisdom on me to the end of my days.