A Tribute to My Grandfather

It’s hard to believe that less than two weeks after my grandmother (my mom’s mom) passed away, my grandfather (my dad’s dad) passed away. My family feels like we’ve been hit hard, but the Lord has been very close to us.

The Bible tells us that it is good to contemplate what our end will be. "It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart." Ecclesiastes 7:2. We all will have to face death. The question that we need to ask ourselves is, are we ready? I’m so thankful that Jesus came to die for us so that we can have eternal life, if we give our lives to Him. I have reresolved in my heart to let nothing between my soul and my Savior.

A friend sent me this song after my grandmother passed away. It reflects my sentiment perfectly.

Home Sick for Heaven

So dear to my heart is the promise of God,
A home with the pure and blest;
Where earth weary pilgrims, strangers here below,
Will find their eternal rest.

I’m homesick for heaven, seems I cannot wait,
Yearning to enter Zion’s pearly gate;
There never a heartache, never a care,
I long for my home over there.

‘Tis Eden, fair Eden, I long to behold,
Where naught can despoil that’s fair;
Where saints of all ages, hold communion sweet,
The glories of heaven share.

But chiefest of all is the thought that enthralls,
That I shall behold my King;
Rejoice in His presence, revel in His grace,
And ever His praises sing.

by Henry de Fluiter

A brief tribute to my grandfather.

My grandpa was the type of man that I don’t think ever got mad, at least I never saw him mad. He was so calm. He also had an awesome sense of humor. He always had these one-liners that would stick in your mind. When my husband and I started being attracted to each other, we were pretty young. I guess my grandfather wanted to give us the advice to not rush it. He told me one day, "Love makes thin soup." (We waited for four years before we got married.)

His passion was growing plants and he could really do it. He could grow flowers and vegetables bigger and better than anybody. After he retired, he spent most of his time in the garden it seemed. It’s no surprise that winter was not his favorite season, because there was no gardening. I’ve thought several times that he would pass away in the winter, because he’d be missing his garden so much. I guess this was the winter.

My grandpa was my first employer (other than probably my parents paying me for odd jobs). When I was around 12, he hired my brother and I to pick strawberries and then help him peddle them in town. He grew the best strawberries ever. And once we sold to somebody, they’d always call us up and order more. And we had enough strawberries for us too. We ate them until our mouths were sore. I have such fond memories of those summers.

I’m going to miss him so much. I’m very thankful that my grandfather also loved the Lord with all of his heart. I want to spend eternity with him.

Missing my grandpa

A Tribute to My Grandmother

Life has been overwhelming since I last posted. On New Years my beloved grandmother, age 93, had a mild stroke. She recovered quickly from the stroke, but unfortunately she fell during the stroke and broke her hip. She was not able to recover from that and she passed away on January 10. I would like to write a brief tribute to one of the most wonderful women I have ever known. I feel so privileged to have been her granddaughter.

My grandmother was faithful to the Lord her entire life. She faithfully prayed for each of her children and grandchildren every day. She spent about two hours a day in Bible study and prayer. She read the Bible through every year since she was 16. Every person who ever met my grandmother, whether or not they chose to love the Lord that she had given her life to, knew that she had an amazing connection with her Savior. The Lord rewarded my grandmother’s faithfulness. All of her children, children in-law and grandchildren have remained dedicated Christians. Her two sons became ministers of the gospel. Her daughter (my mother) became a nurse, so she could minister to people. One of her grandsons is studying for the ministry. The other grandchildren minister as lay people.  All of her children and married grandchildren have maintained happy first marriages. All of her great-grandchildren are being homeschooled. I know that each of us have made our own choices, but she has been such a godly influence on each of us and I know that her influence has made a difference in all of our lives. I now just pray that I can leave a legacy of godliness for my children and grandchildren (if I have any) like she left us. I’ll miss her.

In memory of my beloved grandmother

For this we say unto you by the word of the Lord, that we which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord shall not prevent them which are asleep.

 For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first:

 Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.

 Wherefore comfort one another with these words.

1 Thessalonians 4:15-18