Out of the entire last 24 to 48 hours I have been selfishly seeking prayers for Grandma. For some reason, I knew this would be so difficult for her to grasp. Aunt Carol was her right hand for so many things.
Then this morning hearing how she took the news last night made me feel better about asking for prayer yesterday. I can’t explain the urgency I felt in needing extra support for her. After all she has been so fortunate to have her 6 children close by pretty much all of their lives. Grandma just turned 97 she is a very blessed lady.
The Lord is in control and He was with her as she woke up. We are resilient as she was and will continue to cling together. I however, am the emotional one in the family. Sunday night will be hard seeing the casket that always kicks me in the gut. I will be surrounded though, by family and family friends.
Jewells of Thought 
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