Sending up a Prayer Tonight
I received a call from my mom tonight that they think my grandmother is passing away. I have thought for some time now that I was prepared for this call but I find myself aching to be back home by her bedside. I grew up with my grandmother being in my life everyday till I started driving. She has a place in my heart that I can't put into words. She led me in the sinner's prayer in her back bedroom, she taught me how to sew and make tiny stitches, and I learned to play piano on her upright piano that I now own and see my little Jackson banging the keys to his own melodies. She would be tickled to watch him enjoying the piano. I can hear her humming they hymns as I would try and learn them. You know most of my memories of her is either sewing, cooking, gardening, or being in God's word. Wow! There were so many times when I just thought she was so not in touch and now I am remembering back and seeing just what all she knew and how she has shaped my life. She taught me to be st...