It has to be said
I didn't know my grandma very well at all. Her life indirectly dictated most of my understanding of family. Her last struggle with cancer and her death taught me more about ... anything than years at church/school. Even transistors. (Yes.)
My mom and my aunts and uncle prayed faithfully over >30 years for her to accept Christ. In her last days, we taught her this prayer:
"Jesus, help me."
Three Saturdays ago when I was tired and afraid, I prayed, thinking of her, and He did.
My mom and my aunts and uncle prayed faithfully over >30 years for her to accept Christ. In her last days, we taught her this prayer:
"Jesus, help me."
Three Saturdays ago when I was tired and afraid, I prayed, thinking of her, and He did.