no, seriously velma, well done.

Grandma b died yesterday with her kids surrounding her bed and singing this hymn, "Oh Jesus I have promised to serve you to the end." Just read those words above again. The woman was preaching even in her final breath!

When we got the news, Rory and I talked for a long time imagining what she must be experiencing at that very moment. We imagined Jesus saying, "No, seriously Velma, well done. I mean, you ran that race. You fought that good fight. Well done!" And then we imagined the enormous family reunion she was walking into, a joyous celebration as she stood before grandpa b, a man she has been lonesome for for almost fifteen years. And then to be reunited with her mom and dad, her sister Elsie, her best friend Minnie. On Monday I was looking at a picture album my Aunt Connie had put together of all of Grandma's ancestors and nearly every person in that book is no longer alive. I imagine her walking from this world of children, grandchildren and great grandchildren and into the welcoming committee of that photo album: her grandparents, her parents, aunts and uncles, life-long friends, siblings, a baby she miscarried between her first two girls.

I believe all of this to be true. And let me tell you, it puts wind in my sails. She ran this race with so much love and determination, all to be sure that the next generation knows the love of their Savior. That was the most important thing for her. In a conversation earlier this week, she asked my cousin Dan if he would speak of the importance of passing on the faith at her funeral. She just keeps on preaching!

I'm not sad yet. I don't know quite how to describe this, but I feel strengthened. Empowered. Like the baton was passed and its my turn to run. What a role model I had! What a teacher! To God be the Glory for a life well lived.

6 comments:

Rene said...

Amen sister! When I think of Velma's new life with her Savior I picture her praising Him with lots of Lutheran gusto. I can also see her smiling right now from ear to ear, so happy to be home. My life was certainly blessed and enriched by her faithful witness. I send my hugs to you and your entire family...

Marlene said...

Beautifully written, Becca.
She was an amazing grandma! You have such a wonderful heritage through her(and many others in your family!)
We're so thankful she's HOME, but know you will miss her being a part of your life. We'll be praying for you.
Love

[not the] Best Blog Ever said...

You have a gift with words, friend. Love the picture this post (and all your posts) paints.

Love and hugs remotely. See you soon.

Bethany D said...

Your faith (and her faith!) brings tears to my eyes. Prayers and hugs to you and your entire family.

sarah in the woods said...

i love this beautiful perspective and testimony to a life well lived. i have been sharing this post with others, since it is a blessing to me. Wish i could have come to be with you all.

Debbie said...

I have loved reading your posts about your grandmother, especially this one. I ended up sharing it with an intern at work, who has been grieving the untimely death of her brother in an accident a few months ago. We wept and prayed together that we would live more intentionally in light of eternity.