I have tried to write this post...about four times now...and I still find myself confused on what to say. Do I say he was a good man, because that's just what they always say? Do I say he was a sick man, because that's how I remember him? Five years of struggling with Alzheimers...do I say that I'm relieved, because I am glad he's not in pain anymore? Seeing someone leave this life is something that sticks with you. Do I say I'm sad? Yeah, I'm sad for myself and my family. Do I say I'm happy? Yeah, I'm happy for him. Saturday, January twenty-first my Grandpa passed away. He had twenty-five grandchildren and he still found time to make me feel special. Eighty-seven years is a life to be proud of. One thing of which I am certain; I am SO glad he loved Christ.
This song has been on mind and in my heart a lot recently. Music describes how I am feeling a lot better than words can.
Weak and wounded sinner
Lost and left to die
Oh, raise your head, for love is passing by
Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus and live
Now your burdens lifted
And carried far away
And precious blood has washed away the stains, so
Sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus and live
And like a new born baby
Don't be afraid to crawl
Remember when you walk sometimes you fall, so
Fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus and live
Sometimes the way is lonely
And steep and filled with pain
So, if your sky is dark and pours the rain, then
Cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus and live
Oh, and when the love spills over
And music fills the night
And when you can't contain your joy inside, then
Dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus and live
And with your final heartbeat
Kiss the world goodbye
Then go in peace, and laugh on Glory's side, and
Fly to Jesus
Fly to Jesus
God is still faithful.
Thanks for reading...
In His Arms,
<3 D
