Saying Goodnight Not Goodbye

Yesterday, my dad’s mom, my Granny, went home to be with the Lord. A couple of weeks ago, she was in a car accident and sustained some injuries and after a while in rehab, we thought she was doing much better. However, yesterday morning, the nurses found her unresponsive.

I received the call about 7:50 Saturday morning from my mom, and waited a few minutes before calling dad who was already with my Granny. During those brief few moments, the Lord brought to remembrance all the godly character traits that she embodied without even realizing it.

My Granny, Sara was one of the most sacrificial people I’ve ever met. My dad used to tell story after story about how she would sacrifice herself, her time, even her physical body for her family, for her kids. I recall year after year the Christmas cards and birthday cards with $10 sometimes $20 that were most certainly a sacrifice for her. Even later in life, the cards became four or five $5 discount cards to Logan’s Roadhouse. Granny made sure that each of her children and grandchildren had something to open. Granny sacrificed by giving, but more than that, she sacrificed to meet the needs of others.

Not only was Granny sacrificial, but she was a servant! She would go out of her way to serve anyone in need, especially her family. Even when Granny retired, she refused to stop working and serving others. It was almost as if she were bored just relaxing and resting for herself. I know without a doubt that folks could give testimony to some aspect of how she served them. As a kid, she watched my brother and I, made sure my cousins’ needs were met, and even her grown children could not go without Granny getting involved to help them in some way. I believe whole heartily that if there is something to be done in Heaven, she is involved however she can be.

Some called her Sara, my dad called her mom, I called her Granny, but I’m also thankful that I can call her saved! During times of loss for us on earth, the Bible says all of Heaven rejoices when one of God’s children come home. I know that Granny is finally able to rest, worship, and sit at the feet of her Savior. With this knowledge, I have comfort. Knowing that with her being absent from the body, she is now present with the Lord, and her last breath on earth was her first with Jesus, I am also conforted. I can’t help but smile when I think about the reunion she is having with my Aunt Sheila, and with Christ. I can’t help but smile when I think about the glorious reunion I’ll have one day with her also.

For this reason, we do not say goodbye, but only good night!

Stephen Underwood
Acts 20:24
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