A Gift.....

My birthday, yes my birthday rolled around again! Birthday's are so fun and I know God loves them, because it means life. He is the life-giver and absolutely adores birthdays!

Today is my 37th birthday. Friends and family, along with Rhett and the children, made this day so special to me. The texts, emails, cards and phone calls all mean so much. The gifts and dinner (that I didn't make myself) were nice, also! Thanks to all of you!

Tonight, while putting some gifts away, I stumbled across an envelope. I turned it over and it was in my grandpa's handwriting, with my name on the front. My heart started pounding , so I went over to a chair in my bedroom and sat down. I opened it and there was a birthday card in it, with another envelope inside. I opened the card and it read:

Dear Little Sister,

May your birthday be the merriest, best ever!

You sure have been a merry and bright spot in our lives.

We love you so much!

Love,

Gramps and Granny

I let my tears flow freely, when I noticed the date on the card. It read Jan. 2011. He died in Nov. of 2010. I thought in the little envelope there would be a letter (he loved writing letters to us). Inside were several $2.00 bills, enough for each child, Rhett and myself (He gave all of his friends and family a $2.00 bill, for a remembrance of him). There was also a $20.00 bill for me to spend on myself. The memory of that card was finally coming back to me. The month after Gramps and Granny died, (which was December of 2010) we were at my grandparents house, along with my brothers', their families and my parents. We were going through stuff, trying to figure out what to do with it all and where to start. I was standing between the kitchen and living room when my oldest brother Sean, pulled out a card from a pile of papers. It was the very card I was now holding in my hand! I couldn't open it then, so I brought it home and put it away. The Lord knew I needed to read it, on my birthday. I know God directed me to this card today. I have been thinking of my grandparents a lot lately and even though it was hard to read, see his handwriting and hear his voice in my mind, I am thankful that I found it on my birthday. Gramps, would have wanted it that way.

How much I miss those two dear people. The Bible is so comforting to me. When I read that one day they will rise again. One day we will meet each other in the air and we will all be caught up with the Lord. There will be no more partings, no more tears, no more death. Before my grandpa closed his eyes, to sleep in the grave, we spoke of where we would meet. We will be meeting on the left side of the Tree of Life. I want to be there, don't you? You are welcome to join us. All you need to do is believe in the Lord Jesus Christ. Believe He was and is the Son of God. Follow and keep His commandments. We don't have much time on this old Earth. I want to go home. I am ready to hug my grandparents again, to finish raising my children in heaven, to hold the babies I lost.

Won't you come too?



This is a picture of Gramps and me on my 9th birthday! I will always treasure my childhood. The Lord has truly blessed me in my life!