She was 91 years old, and had lived a full life.
One husband. Six children. Seventeen grandchildren. And as of this week, seven great-grandchildren.
But most importantly of all - one Saviour.
What hope that brings.
She was an amazing problem-solver, still beating us all at Scrabble and "Countdown" even in her old age. She loved to talk, and loved to have company. And she was generous - so generous. Probably the most generous woman I have ever known.
And she was ready to meet the Saviour. She was ready to go home
We are sad. We grieve and mourn because death feels wrong... Death IS wrong. It was not part of God's original design. And we miss her. But we smile through the tears, because we know that right now, she would not wish to be back with us. She is safe at home with Jesus.
‘Look! God’s dwelling-place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. “He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death” or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.’ Revelation 21