Just A Thought...

As you read in the previous post, my grandfather was buried this week. His funeral was such a tribute and memorial to his life, that I was proud to say I was the granddaughter of such a man -- a man of honor, integrity, a giver, faithful, one who shared his faith with his doctors and nurses, even to the very end of his time on earth.

It was hard to leave my grandparents house on Tuesday night, knowing that the place of some of my fondest childhood memories would soon be cleaned out, repainted and sold. But, without my grandparents there, it would not be the same wonderful place. Still, hard to walk away...

I received a card in the mail today and it was just the thing I needed, because I am emotionally worn out, and tired, and well, just sad.  Thank you, Debbie, for thinking of me.  The card reads:

Our parting is not the end of our relationship, only an interruption. Our loved ones are experiencing the joy of Christ's presence in a place so wonderful that Christ called it PARADISE.  And one day, we're told, in a magnificent reunion, they and we "will be with the Lord forever. Therefore encourage each other with these words."  ~ Randy Alcorn

I am encouraged by that. Come, Lord Jesus.

My Grandpa

A grandfather is someone with silver in his hair and gold in his heart.  ~Unknown

Nobody can do for little children what grandparents do.  Grandparents sort of sprinkle stardust over the lives of little children.  ~Alex Haley

Here I am talking with my hands, explaining who knows what to my grandpa, and he, patiently listening as always...Nov. 2007

My grandpa was definitely a stardust sprinkler. He died Friday, October 31, 2008 at the age of 93 years.  He was a classic. I just wanted to honor him here with a few things that I most remember about him.

• He was a fanatic about taking pictures. He always had a camera around his neck.
• He would always pull out his pocket knife and slowly slit the tape on his Christmas presents. It took him forever!
• He loved to listen to me play the piano.
• He wore cardigan sweaters that just said, "Grandpa."
• He would take us to the corner store for candy.
• He called my girls "Little Boogers."
• He loved telling stories about his youth, especially about Clyde Barrow (of Bonnie & Clyde fame), who he said was "a rascal, even on the playground."
• He was a godly husband, father, grandfather and great-grandfather.

And he will be greatly missed.