“I don’t know if we’ll meet again – only God knows.”
Grandma trusts Him so implicitly; and having found Him faithful in these very matters, she said the words with seeming ease. I know it's true, and I trust Him, too; but it still pained my heart when those words rang in my ears.
Later, it was time to say goodbye. We formed a small circle – grandpa, grandma, mom and I. We stood, holding hands, while grandpa asked God to guard and guide us… for our immediate journey home, as well as Joe’s and my journey to come.
I hugged grandpa – his embrace is so warm and comforting. We said our “I love yous.”
Then grandma… my petite grandma. I wrapped her little frame in my arms and a flood of contentment washed over me. Those warm, satisfying feelings generated all the way from childhood that only a grandmother could evoke.
I kissed her cheek, and she whispered to me that I am a blessing. I pulled back enough to see her face and look into her eyes. I told her she is a treasure in my heart.
It was so hard to let her go. I hugged them 3 more times before driving away, tears threatening to spill.
For reasons I’ll write about at another time, we may never again stand together in a circle, holding hands, heads bowed in prayer –
- only God knows.
Later, it was time to say goodbye. We formed a small circle – grandpa, grandma, mom and I. We stood, holding hands, while grandpa asked God to guard and guide us… for our immediate journey home, as well as Joe’s and my journey to come.
I hugged grandpa – his embrace is so warm and comforting. We said our “I love yous.”
Then grandma… my petite grandma. I wrapped her little frame in my arms and a flood of contentment washed over me. Those warm, satisfying feelings generated all the way from childhood that only a grandmother could evoke.
I kissed her cheek, and she whispered to me that I am a blessing. I pulled back enough to see her face and look into her eyes. I told her she is a treasure in my heart.
It was so hard to let her go. I hugged them 3 more times before driving away, tears threatening to spill.
For reasons I’ll write about at another time, we may never again stand together in a circle, holding hands, heads bowed in prayer –
- only God knows.
May the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart,
be pleasing in your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.
~Psalm 19:14
~Psalm 19:14
The meditation of my very full heart this day is all about how my life is enriched because of the godly heritage of my beloved grandparents. And God knows I need His grace to sustain me for whatever the future may hold.
Thank you for them, Lord. I adore them.
2 comments:
Hi Pam,
Just popped over here from Donna's. You've got me in tears. Saying goodbye to grandparents is so hard. I have a grampa who is 92. I see him once a year. It is so hard to say goodbye when we are done visiting knowing it may be the last time I see him.
You have a wonderful family legacy and that is such a blessing.
That is such a sweet moment to share with us!
All of my grandparents have passed away now and I miss all of them so much. All it takes is a small sniff of my Grandma's perfume and I'm instantly taken back to when they were still here.
Angie
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