Ma-Ma and Me

The call. The one you dread. The one you know will someday come. The one that takes your breath away and knocks you to your knees. The one that says "Karen, Ma-ma is dead". Thirty minutes ago. The words still have that hollow ring in my ear.

That's all I know right now. Don't know when, don't know how, don't know what the family will need to do. Just know that my precious 97 year old grandmother who I am so blessed that I was able to see last week, one week ago today, to celebrate her birthday is at this very moment being welcomed into the heavenly home, greeted by those gone before and being ushered into the very presence of God and our Savior Jesus Christ.

A sad day for those of us left behind, a reminder that our time on this earth is short. A temporary separation, for I know I will see her again. Parting is sweet sorrow, but the hope of eternity softens the blow.

Jesus, thank you for the years you have blessed me, and my children, with a precious grandmother. Be with my mother now as she has lost her mother. Be with the rest of our family as we remember our joy of knowing her and what she has meant to us. Thank you Jesus that because of Your sacrifice on the cross for my sin that I too will meet You one day in Your glory and spend eternity with You and with all who have called upon Your name. Be with us now and comfort as only You can comfort. Thank you Lord for the friends who are already surrounding us with love.