My grandfather passing away has been the hardest thing I've had to deal with this summer. He was such a wonderful man and I really thought he would be the one to live the longest. He had an aortic dissection with just means that there was a tear in his aorta which caused fluid to flood his heart. It was a fluke thing that no one could have know about or stopped. It just happens. It was just so sudden and he was such a healthy guy. Our family was completely taken of guard. It's still hard each day. There just always seems to be something that I remember about him that makes me so sad that I'll never get to do with him or see him do again. The biggest thing for me involves IBC root beer. I never drank root beer unless I went up to my grandparents house. My granddad always made sure that there were root beers for me while I was there. Even the last time I saw him he searched for one for me. He and all his sons were working outside and they had a big cooler of drinks. I went outside to sit and watch them and grabbed a Dr. Pepper out of the cooler. "Don't you want a root beer?", my granddad asked, "There's some in there." "Oh it's ok. I didn't see any so I just grabbed this Dr. Pepper." I answered. He immediately walked over to the cooler, stuck his hand down in the freezing ice water and pulled out a bottle of root beer that had been on the bottom. "There you go!" he said with a smile. I didn't really think much of the incident at the time, but looking back I am so glad I had that root beer because I had no idea that that would be the last time I saw my granddad alive. He was the best granddad and such a strong Christian man. He knew more about the Bible just by studying on his own than most pastors learn in their entire time at college and seminary. The most comforting thing about his death was that I know exactly where he is right now. And I guarantee he is having the most amazing and fun time that he has ever had so I can't be too sad for him. :) I will miss him so much, but I will see him again when I get to Heaven.
In a weird way this whole experience has brought me so much closer to God. On my way to see my grandmom when granddad died, I felt so close to Him. I just had to lean on Him and just trust in Him completely. It was an incredible feeling. In fact, I even wrote a song the night before my granddad's funeral. God was just sending me this tune and these words and I think it's pretty darn good if I do say so myself. :) It was good to come out with something beautiful out of something so sad. Here are the lyrics:
Verse:Your are GodYou are not quick to angerYou are peaceStrong and might to saveYou are loveEven when I am unlovableYou are GodThere is none like YouChorus:We praise Your name JesusGiver of everythingAll for Your gloryTo You alone we singAnd I'm so unworthyOf Your unfailing loveBut You died to save meAnd You reign victorious
The only thing I'm unsure about is the last line of the chorus. But other than that I love it. I'm still figuring out the chords to it and then I'm going to try and figure out a way to record it. Let me know what you think of the lyrics though.
Well this has been on long post so I'm going to end it here. What and awesome and mighty God we serve! :) Love to all!
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