Last weekend I had the opportunity to head east to Alberta. The primary reason for going was to watch one of our daughters play in a volleyball tournament. (That was quite an amazing experience!) Another reason for going was that I wanted to have the opportunity to visit family that I had not seen for many years. (This was amazing as well!)
Since returning home I have been reflecting on the visit with my grandmother. Our visit was both joyful and emotional. The first time I visited her I did so with my hubby and some of our children. I took great pride in introducing two of my girls to their great grandmother! The second time I went for a visit I did so alone because I wanted to just be with her, and it was a very special time.
I sat with her over dinner and we talked about this new home she is in, it’s very different than what she is used to. She’s now in a care home, and though I am sure the nurses and staff are doing the best they can, it is not home to my grandma. At one point my grandma looked at me and said, “I understand that I can’t go home and I have to accept it and not think about it.” That statement was filled with pain, longing, and a sense of hopelessness, but she knows that one day she will be in a home, an eternal one, that she will never have to leave, so she holds out hope that this will not always be this way. Revelation tells us of a new home that will be permanent.
And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God. 4 He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.”
I love you Grandma. Thank you for always praying for me.
I wanted to write this post to remind us that it is important to take time for family, to take time to listen, and to take time to tell those we love that we do indeed love them.