Thursday, November 1, 2012

We have so much more in common now; Grandma and Me.

According to our church calendar, this is the season for remembering. (All Saints Day, Nov 1)

For all the saints, who from their labors rest,
                who thee by faith before the world confessed,
                thy name, O Jesus, be forever blest.
                Alleluia, Alleluia!


I don't remember enough about those I loved who have gone before.
I remember brief moments, but they seem so small. 

I wish I could tell my high school self to take more time to learn and love those around me then. 
But... I didn't know how I might need the wisdom of a grandmother in my adult life.

My Grandma Lorraine and I have so much more in common now than we did back then.


She had eight children. 
(that's me in the picture. I was the second grandchild... of 19.)
I didn't know I was going to grow up to be so much like her.
I wish I could call her up and ask her how she kept herself sane in the midst of all the chaos.

As a grandmother, she was calm, and fun, and loving. 
She took me on nature walks and to movies.
It amazes me that she had so much left to give her grandchildren after raising eight children.

But she was filled with that love that does not end, His love, and it poured out on those around her. 
I look back and I remember, with some regret and sadness, but because of Him, I also look forward.

What stories we will have to tell each other, over coffee, on the other side.


But according to His Promise, 
we are looking forward to a new heaven and a new earth, 
in which righteousness dwells. 2 Peter 3:13


Learn more about our comfort in Christ on this day here.  We do not grieve as those who have no hope.

Have you made your own all saints scrapbook?
Who are you remembering this week?

For further reading: The Christian's Great Lie: I'm no Saint
We Are All Beggars: Remembering a Saint Is Never Easy
How do we have such confidence?

4 comments:

  1. Very, very nice thoughts.

    I, too, reflect back to the 1950’s and 1960’s and wish I could go back now, filled with more wonder, more questions, more appreciation for the people around me.

    Rich

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  2. GREAT post for a day of remembering, honoring and reflecting. I think more of us than not wish we could turn back the clock a bit just to be able to cherish the times we let slip by as every day events.

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  3. What a glorious truth that is! I lost my dad when I was eleven, and I often think about how wonderful it will be to meet him again, when both of us are young in eternity. What a tremendous heritage you have been given, and what a wonderful heritage you are passing on! Blessings to you!

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