Looking back on our own revolutions around the sun, we realize that the lives of daughters flow in seasons. Each season is full of different God-given opportunities and calls for different skills and actions. Each season has it’s own challenges and blessings. Each season has it’s own special purpose.
This past week we attended the funeral of a precious woman who was like an “adopted” grandmother to us. We wish you could have known her. She was a tiny German lady with a big sense of humor. Her wit was so clever sometimes we could hardly keep up. Her funny sayings always made us laugh. Most importantly to us, she loved her Savior and loved others...and she pursued what He gave her to do industriously right up to the end.
During her days in the hospital, when her body was worn out, she couldn’t do all the things she used to do (a very long list). But in this final season, she could do one thing: she told everyone about Jesus, adding “Jesus is coming to take me home this week.” The hospital chaplain went to give her some encouragement and came out saying that she had been given so much more. Somehow this sturdy lady grasped onto her last mission from the Lord and went about it with gusto. She finished well. At her funeral, this is what everyone was talking about - how she just kept talking about Jesus and how that was who she was.
About a year ago, when we were visiting her, she told us how she longed to “go home” to heaven. Every day she would pray, telling the Lord she was ready and would really like to go to be with Him soon. However, He kept keeping her here - until last week. Now this part of her story reminds us in some ways of these verses from Mark 5,
“As he [Jesus] was getting into the boat, the man who had been possessed with demons begged him that he might be with him. And he did not permit him but said to him, “Go home to your friends and tell them how much the Lord has done for you, and how he has had mercy on you.” And he went away and began to proclaim in the Decapolis how much Jesus had done for him, and everyone marveled.” Mark 5:18-20 (ESV)
For this grandma, her version of these verses meant being here instead of in heaven long enough to tell what she needed to tell about the Lord. And everyone marveled.
What a great reminder for us of such priceless truths! In some seasons it may seem like we may not be able to do much at all. This lady certainly couldn’t do much, but she seized what she could do - her special assignment - and did it well. Next, may we all be on the lookout to grasp opportunities like Grandma did. People tend to listen to ninety-six-year-old joyful ladies, and she knew it! What opportunities like that are facing us? Lastly, may we remember that “life is but a vapor” (see James 4:14). We may not all have ninety-six years to accomplish what the Lord has given us. May we, by His grace, fill each season full and rejoice in what He is doing as we look to Him. May we remember that if we are daughters of the King our story, no matter how dark along the way, will one day end with a sweet celebration.
Our jolly German grandma passed away on the day that we officially published our blog. Without her, we couldn’t have written the first several posts. She was the little lady who graciously gave us a copy of the book she had typed herself of her life - really a tome of the Lord’s faithfulness - for her grandchildren. It was beautiful, and we were intrigued. It was she, all those years ago, who passed on to us the vision of recording the faithfulness of God in one’s family.
We are so grateful that we got to tell her how thankful we are for what she got started. We only wish we could have had time to say so one last time and add, “See you later.” But for now, we know where she is and we celebrate God’s goodness in giving us our little German grandma for a grand season of our lives.
May we never forget. And may we go at whatever God has for us, even if it’s not quite what we have in mind, with gusto. Just like she did.

