I thought I'd never see this day. My grandmother on oxygen and taking medications. She is still healthy, but has liquid in her lungs which cases her to have trouble breathing and not have an appetite. My grandmother is always doing something for her children, grandchildren, or friends. She is creative, full of inspiring stories and ideas, and so very loving. I know that everyone says this about their grandparents, but I can see the Lord's word coming to life through my grandma. And that, makes her one of a kind.
I had the privilege to spend a few days over my spring break at her house alone: just me and her. With 10 kids, 24 grandchildren, and lots of neighbors, being alone with Gram is rare. In those few days, we spoke a lot about my college life and my late grandfather, but we mostly spoke about faith and God. Her expression changed to one of peace and understanding as our discussion grew. The room and atmosphere had changed. The Lord had entered our conversation. God himself settled in on the couch next to my grandma and wrapped his arms around her. There was no war, grief, or outside world when we were speaking. There was only peace, forgiveness, faith, and God.
Call me crazy, but I truly believe that I saw the Lord in those discussions with my grandma. The past was simply God's plan coming to fruition. The future was our prayers being answers. Death was the ultimate blessing. Family was a support system to love God more. She helped to remind me that each day is already planned for us by the Lord. He has our whole life figured out for us so that we don't have to stress about it. He has a plan, so we can just enjoy His company and serve Him. It's a wonderful thing to keep in mind.
