A dear friend recently commented to me that she loves how fiercly I love my family. And when she said that, Grams immediately came to my mind. I get that fierce love from Grandma. To know Grandma was to know love and home. She made you feel loved and accepted no matter where you were. From her home, to church, to our tire shop and beyond. She brought love and a sense of home and comfort with her.
She got that love from our precious Savior, Jesus Christ, whom she is now with for eternity. Her love and relationship with Christ wasn't just something she did on Sunday-it was her life. And because of that, her influence and impact goes farther than we will ever know this side of Heaven.
As I think about the days ahead, the memories and experiences we have yet to come, my heart aches with the reality she won't physically be with us. But God is good and gives comfort and peace in all things. He has reminded me that we move forward with her in our hearts. We continue on the legacy she has left.
So I will continue to fiercly love my family. I will continue to press into my Savior and walk with Him daily. I will ask the Lord to fill me with His love to overflowing so I can leave a trail of love and belonging-just like my Grandma.
