Thursday, March 5, 2009

Grandpa's Big Fishing Trip

As many of you know by now, my sweet, 94-year-old Grandpa went to Heaven on the 10th of February. I know now that God called me to his bedside that morning away from my usual afternoon visit routine so that I could be there with him. When I saw him, I knew he was going and I went into overdrive trying to make everything just perfect for him. Finally, I sat down on his bed and embraced him. I sang several hymns to him as the Chaplain entered to pray...and it was with the final phrase of " It Is Well With My Soul" that Grandpa took his final breath. The most painful minutes of my life became the sweetest as I realized he was already in Heaven...standing on the big dock outside the big white house and waiting to go inside and see all of those who have already gone before. I miss him terribly as I recall especially the last 5 years of my life in which Grandpa was my world. I find myself not knowing what to do with my day or weekend now that he is not here to visit. I find myself wondering if I did everything right and if he was ok...if he was truly as peaceful as he looked. I never remember verses, but that morning I remembered a verse that brought me great peace...and I will never forget it. "For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows." 2 Cor. 1:5 What joy fills my heart to know Grandpa is out of pain and finally home with the Lord. Yes, I miss him..Yes, I think of him all the time. YES...I KNOW I will embrace him again someday only to recite those sweet words...It IS well with my soul!


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