Monday, November 26, 2007

Just a Minute

I'm ironing my clothes and for the moment not thinking about my gramma or hospice or anything except whether to wear a warm hoody or light shirt.
And into my heart drops a sentence from the throne,
"Your gramma's going to heaven in a minute."
I don't know how long the minute will be, but my heart rejoices and there is laughter in the depths of my soul. God, you are so ever-present. Thank you.

James 4:14
Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007. 10:43 a.m.


Trish said...

She is getting closer home every minute. I rejoice for her.
I love you all!

Deb said...

I understand the emotion --when my father went home to be with Jesus -my grief one moment was replaced with unspeakable joy in knowing that he was with Jesus and then that joy was mixed with such sadness - missing him more than words can say. Heaven. How glorious a place - how glorious a time. Yes, my heart still aches even after 12 years - but it will be "just a minute" until I see Dad again.

Hilmarose said...

I am reading this after her passing from this life into eternal life... This post reminded me when my grandma (My dad's Mom)passed... The phone rang and before I could answer it the Holy Spirit whispered ever so gently, "Your Grandma is gone". It was much easier knowing where she had gone to.
He IS our ETERNAL LIFE... And we have the promise of a better life to come and seeing our loved ones that have dies in Him again... NEVER TO BE PARTED FROM THEM or HIM!
May the God of ALL COMFORT comfort you now (as I KNOW He is)and for every day you walk on this earth.