Last Sunday I got a phone call while we were getting ready for church...It was my dad telling me that my grandfather had died. My mom's dad had died about 10 minutes earlier from complication from Alzheimer's. Shane called our pastor and a few close friends to let them know. I cried and then sat and remembered what a special man he was. I'd like to share a few with you.
My Pawpaw was a church usher at their church. I remember he would always leave before us and when we got to the church he was standing there with a bulletin for us and we got Certs out of his pocket. He was very dedicated to this service.
When my family lived in New York we got several shipments a month from Granny and Pawpaw...they were boxes filled with food staples/supplies (I remember ketchup). What I didn't realize when I was little was that was God's way of providing for our family. It helped keep my mom's grocery budget down and food on the table. My grandfather was a food broker and so he was able to get these items for us...it was awesome.
I also remember watching the newest granddaughter, Sarah-Kate, through the baby window at the hospital with him and him tearing up. He loved us all so much...all 10 of us.
I remember him singing Christmas carols with us very loudly. He also was Santa and passed out the Christmas presents every year but always asked for a helper.
I know this is a scattered post but I wanted to be able to remember it in the future. Thank you for your prayers this week, they have definitely carried us through.
Looking forward to the day where "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.” Revelation 21:4