This month, I have been re-reading stories of God's faithfulness.
His faithfulness to Abraham, Isaac, Jacob and Joseph.
His faithfulness to Hagar, the slave who said, "You are the God who sees me." (Genesis 16:13)
And, the same God who was faithful to the patriarchs of old, has continued to care for His children to this day.
My sweet, elegant Grandma died unexpectedly last week. She was saying her prayers when a brain aneurysm ended her life. She was talking to her God in this world and in an instant was in His presence in the Next.
It has been a week filled with tears, remembering, and overwhelming thanksgiving. Thanksgiving for her life and thanksgiving for the care in which our Faithful God carried her home. He saw her. He loved her. He took care of her.
His goodness has been evident through the stories shared of last words and visits within our family.
The God who was faithful to Abraham was so faithful to my dear Grandma.
I am so sad by her passing. I am going to miss her terribly, but her life and death have been vivid reminders to me of God's faithfulness, love and care. And while there is a gaping hole left by her absence in this world, some day I will see her again and together we will praise forever our faithful God who sees us.