I visited my grandma last night. At one point several family members were in her room, talking with each other and to her. One of my uncles leaned over, put his hand on her head and said, “you look pretty, ma.”
Nobody heard me gasp or catch my breath. Not long before I was in her room alone and I was struck by how beautiful she looked. Luminous, strong, authentic. I felt odd for thinking it—but my uncle confirmed what I had seen. Newborn babies have been described as “fresh from God” and here she is, on the brink of meeting her Savior bathed in that same breathtaking beauty. This sad turn of events has no power over dimming who she is or what she believes. It was such a gift to see her and feel the strange electricity in the room.
So glad that she is at peace.
What a really lovely description of a woman who sounds like a beautiful person in every aspect. I’m glad that you will have this memory of her.
Awesome. That gives me chills.
I’m glad you got to see her again and that she’s surrounded by people who love her.
Mopsy, your observations are priceless. That is beautiful.
Beautiful! I will continue to pray for you and your family!
That was so beautifully written. I can just see your grandma. P&PT for your family. HUGS
And thought it’s been said, many times, many ways….thanks for sharing your heart & life w/us through your gift.
Many blessing, my blog friend.
You and yours are in my prayers. What a beautiful post…thank you for sharing. And God Bless you Mopsy. God Bless You.
hmmm – you are so blessed, to have been able to see that. I fear that age and time take away the transient beauty that so many in our culture worship – and rob us all of seeing the beauty that matters.
What a glimpse you got. I wonder what she will look like in heaven?
Rach
Oh, my…you’ve captured that essence beautifully.
Oh, Gretchen. I am so sorry to hear that this is happening so close to the death of your other grandmother. This, however, is a beautiful account of a lovely moment. I felt that as my grandad was dying. Like a curtain was lifted for a brief moment and that we were all closer to God as he made his journey. Prayers for you all.
Thank you, Mopsy. That is such a testimony. You are in my prayers.