My grandmother

My grandmother passed away two days after her birthday this week. It is so wierd to think of this world without my grandparents. They shaped who I am and taught me so much about this world and about God. I laughed when Papa told me not to believe everything that a pastor said. I thought that was funny b/c he was my pastor at the time. He went on to explain that I needed to get into the word and find things out for myself and not always believe what people said but to find out the truth for myself. When I was little Mama told me that one day everyone has to find God for themselves, not thier parents God. That didn't make sense until I was in my senior year of high school and found myself at the altar with papa during the end of a service. He looked so confused at me crying for awhile and finally said Chrissy are you saved. He lead me through a prayer that made God my personal God, not the God my parents told me about. I could tell a million stories, what a mark they made in my life and not just me, they made a billion marks in so many lives. They were true, what you saw is what you got, nothing hiding, no pretense, just people in love with God and loving on you b/c that's what they were meant to do.

Kris and I were talking about how we can let our kids get to know my dad and grandparents without them phyically being here. My grandfather made me a shelf back in 89 and we are hanging it up in Adyson's room. She is also getting the doll bed that he made me. I am going to tell her stories and show her pictures, but most of all I want to show her God's love. It is everywhere, in nature and in people. I want her to see the world like that like they taught me too.