My grandmother ("Grammy") died on Friday. I honestly felt a little hard-hearted for not shedding a tear until today. She was 94 and my thoughts were of happiness for her since she is now in Heaven with her Savior. A place I long to be.
The tears came when a question returned in my mind over and over again:
What impact did she have on my life and the lives of my children?
It was then that I felt overwhelmed by the lack of her presence on this earth.
I believe that I cannot fully understand the impact she had on each of our lives. I believe also that the legacy that she has left is greater beyond my imagination.
I know she faithfully prayed for my family, DAILY, even her great-grandchildren that she never got a chance to meet. She prayed and fought for them in the spiritual world...there is no greater gift one can leave behind. She interceded for us...and for them.
We will never know the impact she had on our hearts; and I do believe that her prayers softened hearts, for prayer is more powerful than we can imagine.
Our children now only have pictures to remember their great-Grammy but her spiritual legacy she has left is now written on each of their hearts.
So much so that when their time comes to be called Home to the Father they will recognize and be thankful beyond words for her. For at that time they (and we) will see and know the impact she has had on each of our lives here on earth.
She will be missed.
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