Its rooms nearly empty and bare,
For the life and laughter that lived there,
Has gone on to the Savior’s care.
A pile of dishes, old papers and books,
furniture, nick knacks, and more
Things from this life, all left behind
When she went to heaven’s shore.
I took some memories home with me
A couch, a chair, a dictionary,
Ironstone, books, a baby doll,
Little things that speak to me.
I stood in the silence, alone.
Closed my eyes and breathed in deep
the sweet essence of grandmas house
for the final time of my life.
I drove out the lane, rather sad,
my heart felt a bit of a pain
a tear or two trickled down my cheek
as i rounded the curve in the lane.
The memories will go on forever
Her smile, her caring, her love,
Her example of quiet simplicity
Her faith in the Father above.
Saying good-bye is so bittersweet,
Sad and yet happy since I know
I will see her again in heaven
When life’s over for me here below.
Today we picked up the furniture I purchased at my Grandma’s auction last Saturday. As I was walking slowly through the empty rooms one last time, it still smelled like Grandma’s house. But it was quiet, and cold and empty, no warm glow, no aroma of a delicious meal, no Grandma saying ‘Well, HI!’ She has gone on to a better place. I am happy to have things that were hers, that she lovingly used for years and now has no use for any longer. Things that will always remind me of her. I am happy she is free from her body of clay and praising Jesus at His throne. I miss her. We always miss our loved ones when they leave us. Death is a part of life, but a part of life that hurts and makes us sad. I praise the Lord that through Him it isn’t forever and we have hope and assurance of one day being face to face with our loved ones again and most of all with our Savior Jesus Christ.
Have a blessed Sunday.
Sew a Fine Seam
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