My grandma just passed away on Wednesday. On Saturday she was at my cousin's wedding and by Saturday night she was in the hospital and from there, everything went really fast. Even though we will miss her like crazy, she was a believer so we are rejoicing that she is now in heaven.
After struggling with arthritis for years, it is an amazing thought to think of her in a resurrected pain-free body dancing in heaven!
She was one strong woman. This picture of her in her garden on the farm where her and my grandpa raised 5 kids puts me to shame. I think I've got it rough when I have to load the dishes in the dishwasher! It just amazes me to look at that picture and think of the life that she lived.
I guess her death has made me do some thinking about the legacy that gets passed down from generation to generation. And in the face of death, things become so very clear. It is so easy to see that the only thing that matters is Christ and Christ alone. At the end of your life, it is only what you've done in the light of eternity that counts. It has really made me think again about how I conduct myself as a mom, as a wife and as a woman. It challenges me to be intentional and active. My one desire would be that my kids and their kids and their kids would be followers of Christ. Because it truly is the only thing that matters.
While we have encountered different struggles over the last years and continue to be challenged in our new life here, my prayer is that through it all, God would be glorified and that I would be transformed. I want my kids to see that we believe and have hope in a living God that is real and is active in our lives and the world around us.