Yesterday we had a family memorial service for my husband’s grandma who passed away this Spring. I listened as my family told of the impact that she had on their lives. From her giving her blessing for marriage to one of my sisters-in-law before she and my brother-in-law were even dating to my husband and his brothers going to her house on Friday nights and playing games and drinking milk shakes and watching StarTrek Next Generation.
My brother-in-law, Collin said that his most impacting memory of her was her faith. Grandma Wilma was 93 when she transferred from Earth to Jesus’ presence in Heaven. As I listened to Collin, my thoughts kept circling back to I hope that when I die that the part of my life that was most impacting is my faith and walk in Jesus. I don’t want people to go, “Oh, she was a Christian?” I pray that my life would have at least have the impact that hers did.
Prudence is a 30-something writer who lives in Arizona with her husband Shawn and their chihuahuas Lengua and Zeus. She writes her life, her experiences and her crawl back to hope. Eventually, she hopes to visit India – a place that’s captured her heart without ever stepping foot on the soil.