Two years ago my Grandpa went to be with Jesus.
Today is his birthday as well. And I just wanted to honor him today.
Honestly, I can not think of any greater birthday gift than the one he received two years ago, oh to be face to face with Jesus! I imagine that was one pretty amazing day for him, but hard for those of us left behind.
Today holds so much.
My Grandpa passed away in the ICU at the hospital. I was standing right next to him as he drew his last breath. It was the first and only time I've truly experienced death like that. To witness someone's time here on earth end and not only that but on the very day that his time here on earth began.
To me, there was nothing morbid about it. I felt honored as his granddaughter to be holding his hand and rejoicing, but tearfully so, that God was waiting for him with open arms.
Gramps, for two years now you've got to experience the awesomeness that is Heaven. I wish there was a direct line to Heaven so I could talk to you so you could tell me what it's like. I can only imagine.
In the meantime, I look forward to seeing you again. Walking hand in hand.
2 days ago