A life well lived.

Sometime yesterday evening my husband's grandmother went home to be with the Lord.
She had suffered from Parkinson's disease for as long as I've known her which has been
12 years. These last few years were especially awful. In saying goodbye we know that we have not lost her. She will be waiting to meet us again. In the meantime we will miss her dearly.
Even just a few months ago she was still making fun with her grandsons, or making fun of may be more aptly put. Deen had a wicked sense of humor, which she imparted down to all of her grandchildren, especially my husband.
The services will be held in Arkansas. It will not be a solemn time. In many ways it will be part family reunion and celebration. We have prayed for so long that Jesus would end her suffering. Now He has, by bringing her home to Him.

"Brothers, we do not want you to be ignorant about those who fall asleep or to mourn like the rest of men who have no hope. We believe that Jesus died and rose again and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him.
I Thessalonians 4:13,14