I came from a broken home. There was religion in our house, but, it was far from a Christian home. I stayed with my grandparents every chance I had, to escape. I never saw my grandmother frown, gossip, lie, cheat, steal, or pass up an opportunity to witness or visit a shut-in. This beautiful woman of God taught with me patience and kindness, how to cook, can, clean house, sew, crochet, drive, pray and love. As a child I thought she was so 'out of touch' with the real world, but, I could never bear to hurt her feelings. She never raised her voice, always spoke softly. With a certain look, you knew exactly how she felt. As I matured I knew that she was different,....special, ....precious. A Christian in the truest meaning of the word "Christ-like."
I did more than my share of rebelling against everything that I was taught. Drugs, alcohol, cigarettes, and three marriages. But as my children "suddenly" became carbon copies of me, it scared me.
My husband was going through a similar "trial by fire" at the same time. He had been getting up early on Sunday morning, and secretly watching "The 700 Club," "Breakthrough Ministries," "John Hagee," anything he could find and reading his bible. I caught him one morning, the sermon was on the importance of going to church. We hadn't been to church in years. We never could seem to find one we liked or agreed on. Instead of looking for a different church, we were the ones that needed to change. We started with fervent prayer, asking God to take away our need for nicotine. I won't say it was easy, but I kept thinking, if I gave it over to Jesus, why would I claim it back?
Next we started looking for a Church, it only took five tries. We knew immediately that it was the one. Then we started in on finances. We were in the middle of a Chapter 13. We knew we couldn't tithe. Every penny we made went to the court. We looked at ways we could give up something to at least be able to give something. Then raises, promotions and bonuses starting coming in. Bills started getting paid off sooner than we thought. Within a year, we were out of debt and tithing regularly, even giving to Mission's. We never went hungry or did without anything. In fact, the more we gave the more we got. But then doesn't the Word promise us that?
I am heartbroken that I wasted so many years, caused my grandparents such heartache, and lost countless opportunities to witness. I don't think I can ever make up for lost time, but I'm trying my hardest. As much as I would like to see Jesus' return, I don't want to leave anyone behind. My Grandmother suffered from Alzheimer’s for years before she died. She never knew that we had turned our lives around. If I could be a small portion of the kind of person she was, I've accomplished a great task. I pray that all who knew her can see her in me, and those that didn't, can see Jesus in me. She loved her children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren and great-great- grandchildren very much and only desired that they should grow to love her Savior, Jesus Christ as she did.
My Grandmother suffered from Alzheimer’s for years before she died. She never knew that we had turned our lives around. If I could be a small portion of the kind of person she was, I've accomplished a great task. I pray that all who knew her can see her in me, and those that didn't, can see Jesus in me.
She loved her children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren and great-great- grandchildren very much and only desired that they should grow to love her Savior, Jesus Christ as she did.
My Grandmother's Legacy
"Having disposed of all my earthly possessions, I now commit my soul into the hands of my Savior, Jesus Christ. In full confidence that having redeemed it and washing it in His most precious blood, will present it faultless before the throne of my Heavenly Father. Not because of works of righteousness that I have done, but according to His marvelous grace and mercy through His atoning death on the cross of Calvary. My deepest wish is that all who hear this, will come to have the same faith in Jesus." -Bessie E. Gould
not slanderers, not given to much wine, teachers of good things
--that they admonish the young women to love their husbands,
to love their children, to be discreet, chaste, homemakers,
good, obedient to their own husbands, that the word of
God may not be blasphemed.