"In garments glorious He will come,
To open wide the door;
And I shall enter my heav'nly home,
To dwell forevermore."

A week ago today was my Grandma Kupferschmid's funeral. It was such a busy time for me that I wasn't hardly able to process it at the time. Now that I've had a slower week, I've been able to think about her and miss her. She was such a wonderful grandma! I have so many sweet, funny memories of her! It's so amazing how clearly my memories of her voice, her walk, her house and it's smells, are to me.
The poem at the top is part of a song that she had framed in her home. It was special to her; a reminder of why Jesus came to die and that this world is not our home. I'm so thankful to know that she is released from her earthly prison!
Treasure your memories. They are God given.
ReplyDeleteDeAnn, I am sorry to hear of your loss but rejoice with you that she is whole again! Grandparents are very special people in our lives.
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