how great thou art

This last week has been a little crazy since the last post. After getting home from girls weekend last Sunday (to be recapped in all its craziness and laziness in a later post), I worked like a crazy person for two days to catch up. On Wednesday morning we got a phone call from Brian's mom that his grandpa has passed away in the night.

Harold was a strong man, so tall I had to look waaaaay up at him. The last few years of his 89 years of life life were hard and there is so much relief that he is with Jesus, celebrating and finally out of pain. Last week was spent helping make arrangements, run errands and just spend time with Brian's mom and grandma. As I held Lila, taking a nap in my arms, as How Great Thou Art was sung at his funeral, there was a sense of promise and hope that life continues. There is always a plan and life goes on.

For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.

~William Penn