Monday, January 19, 2009

Today we buried my husbands grandmother. I have to say this was probably one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. I feel like I had so much more to learn from her. She was the most saintly person I have ever known. As we sat with the preacher last night telling stories we realized she was the one who taught us all to pray. I remember her telling me to "ask Jesus only once for a blessing and then thank him for it every night after." She told me that thanking him for a blessing even before you received it showed faith in the Lord Jesus Christ and that even though blessings didn't always come in our time if at all, a faithful servant had a thankful heart. When I needed prayer she was the one I called, for she had the closest relationship with the Lord of anybody I knew. Nanny will be missed.