Through My Grandma's Eyes
Through my grandma's eyes she saw the world like no one else,
She saw a person dressed in rags, dirty from life's woes, and she'd hug and feed them.
If she saw a child not in church, no way to learn about God, she'd find room in her car.
A person that didn’t know the Lord, she'd show them the way.
Anyone in pain, she'd wrap them in her arms and say she wished it were her instead.
She'd give her last sweater, gladly, without second thought to someone who was cold.
If I could be half the person my grandma was, I'd see an enemy through loving eyes.
What a world it would be.
Closing my eyes now, letting the tears stream, I imagine her wearing the wings God made for her. She's crying right along with us—not because her life ended, but because we are sad.
I want to remember her as the most beautiful person God blessed us with, even if for a short time. She was the wife, sister, mother, grandmother, friend that we all were so proud to know and definitely loved.
She taught me how to live and she taught me how to die. Just a glimpse through my grandma's eyes.
Simply beautiful. Sounds like a life well lived.
ReplyDeleteThrough your eyes, I had the priviledge of experiencing your grandmother's love for a moment. An extraordinary person.
ReplyDeleteOh, so nice! So wonderful to have a role model like that. I hope others are inspired by her life ... and your words about her. I know I am.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful tribute to your grandmother. I'm so glad you and all the people she touched got to spend time with her.
ReplyDeleteSo, sorry, Lori. I am losing my very special mother-in-law in the same way. It's heartbreaking. So very sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteMy sincere and deepest condolences for your significant loss on such a special woman. How wonderful that you had her in your life as long as you have, and what a blessing the legacy she leaves behind. And, most important she is with the Father and one of the beautiful angels dancing with Jesus.
ReplyDeleteMay the lord provide comfort to you at this time of sadness.
Peace and Blessings of our Lord,
Camille~
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