The Sting
When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal
with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true:
"Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?"
being Mom and Grandma and Great Grandma...
Wife, Sister, Friend...
Teacher. She taught hard work, fun, practicality, faithfulness, giving your best, and loving in a big way.
And her final lesson... how to let go. How to go Home.
She is now cloaked in her perfect immortal body. I imagine her opening her once cloudy eyes to the crystal clear scene of Jesus before her...Him wrapping his arms around her small frame and whispering "Well done, my good and faithful daughter" in her ear. "I've prepared a place for you", he says.
I imagine her standing straight and tall without a single ache or pain...her steps strong and confident...once again the quick and confident stride of her youth. A glow in her cheeks and smooth heathy teeth glistening in her smile as she sees "Daddy" after so many years apart. A long wait for her....only a moment for him. A knowing look must have passed between them in that first meeting. Amazing Grace, indeed!
The sting of death is no more for my wonderful Grandma Ruth Stroshane. For me though, the sting seems to have settled right into the center of my chest. I miss my Grandma already.
There's never a good time to lose someone close to you, but this is a particularly hard one. When we lost my Dad last year, it wasn't easy to do - but I tried to focus on the passing the message of Christmas to my children. I wanted the message to be the same for them that year as it always was - Joy, Hope, Love! I didn't want the message of Christmas to get lost in the pain of losing Granddaddy. It helped a bit to focus on Christmas for them, rather than what I had lost. I'm praying for God's comfort during these next difficult days.
The pain of death is dulled by knowing that they have just "moved" to a new Home...and that we will see them again. Thank God for victory over death and the grave!
My Grandfather lives in Heaven now and his bride is 89 and eagerly awaiting joining him.
prayers hugs and the warmth of the closeness of the holy Spirit. You are in my prayers.
I wish that I had you tact for beautiful words! Sting is defintely what I feel. It is joy for Grandma, but the selfishness inside of me the stings knowing how much I am going to miss her touch, the sound of her voice, her smell.
Thanks for your words! I know they were as hard for you to type as they were for me to read!
Love ya!
Melissa
I have always thought your Grandma was a beautiful woman when you've posted pictures on your blog of her before. I am glad you have so many wonderful memories of her.
You and your family are in my prayers during this difficult time.
Leigha
What a beautiful tribute. I felt like I could almost imagine the joy she must be experiencing right now. I'm crying right now, though, wishing I could give you a hug. I'm praying Jesus is comforting you and your family in the way only He can do.
Love and lots of prayers,
Becky
May the Lord bless you and keep you and make His face to shine upon you. May He be ever so gracious to you.
Prayers and blessings,
Rebecca
I'm so sorry for your loss Daiquiri. I still miss my own dear sweet grandma after 15 years. May God bless and comfort you during this difficult time.
I'm so sorry for your loss.
Praying for you and your family, as you grieve but look forward eagerly to a forever family reunion as well. May God wrap His arms of comfort around you.