Donna, from Blendermom.me, wanted to share her some lasting and sweet memories about her grandmother. I know that my grandmother made an impact in my own life and she even took me to church with her. I still remember her favorite song too and am blessed that I got to spend time with my grandmother so that she could instill love and create memories for me to remember for the rest of my life. Losing a loved one is never easy, especially, someone that was near and dear to your heart. I hope that you enjoy Donna’s story. As you read her story, think of ways that you can make a difference in the lives of others and how you want to leave a legacy for other’s to remember you by.
My grandma, whom we affectionately called “Granny” had Alzheimer’s and with that it seemed as if we lost her a little piece at a time. However, just before Thanksgiving, she passed away. She had not known who I was for quite a while when I would visit her at the nursing home. During these sad days after she died, I have thought of all the wonderful memories I’ve had of Granny. One of the many memories that stands out in my mind is that I would sit next to her and she would play and sing to me the song “Sweet Hour of Prayer” by William Walford. Those words are so dear to my heart as I now sit and play and sing.
I love the beautiful words of the song as it talks about the absolute sweetness of a quiet prayer time with our Heavenly Father. In this time of sorrow for me the line from the song keeps echoing in my mind: “In seasons of distress and grief, my soul has often found relief…..” God has used those words that she taught me to calm and comfort my spirit over and over again.
“Sweet hour of prayer! Sweet hour of prayer!
Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him whose truth and faithfulness
Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since He bids me seek His face,
Believe His Word and trust His grace,
I’ll cast on Him my every care,
And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!”
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Hi Christy,
My grandmothers were also the ones who taught me about God. My parents hardly went to church when we were kids.
I want my kids to be spiritual so we talk about prayer, the Bible so that they can pass it on to their kids.
I really scares me when I think what would happen if we didn’t continue to teach our kids about our God.
Touching post Christy. Have a great Wednesday!
Corina I am glad that you were touched by Donna’s post. It is amazing the things that we remember during our own childhood and how our grandmothers did an amazing job of teaching us about God. I am thankful for my grandmother as well.
I agree it is scary to think about the next generation of children if they don’t come to know God and rely on him.
This is why I’m striving right now to find the right church for me and my family. I definitely grew up going to church at least twice a week. And I’m thankful to my mom for that. I feel like having that faith foundation has helped to me get where I am today. I certainly want to make sure that my children have a healthy relationship with God and that they know how to help their children establish a relationship with God.
I don’t know what my life would be like without my faith or having been introduced to the church at a young age and then consistently going. I’m just so grateful someone cared enough about my soul to help me grow and learn spiritually.
I grew up with a Granny too. 🙂 She was very similar. I wish more pople these days would follow Christ and bring their children to him.
I agree with you, I am thankful that my Granny also took me to church when I was younger. I miss her so much.
My soul mates grandmother past away a few days before thanksgiving last year… she was his best friend and I had grown attached to her too. she is missed greatly everyday…
I am so sorry for your soul mates loss, it is hard losing someone that you love.