So, I kind of fell out of the groove of posting how I have seen God's hand in my life for the last few months. However, I am happy to report that I still have kept a personal journal of God's demonstrations of love almost everyday since President Eyring talked about it in conference nearly a year or more ago. But, thanks to a lottle prompting from this months ensign, I have decided to get back into the swing of things.
My Grandma has been really sick for the last little while, and finally died on Wednesday night, Today we had the funeral and burial services for her as the extended family gathered to honor the legacy she left and the life that she lived. Though it is hard to say good-bye to loved ones and to live without their presence, I was extremely grateful for the wonderful feelings of peace and joy that we felt during the services. The plan of salvation teaches us a much greater outlook on death: it is not the end, but the beginning of a new life and a new phase that is neccessary for our preparation to return to God.
My Grandpa died when I was only 1 years old, leaving my Grandma to endure the trials of life alone for almost as many years as she had been married. Shortly after he died, my mom remembers Grandma saying that she could either choose to be bitter and closed in until she dies too, or she can remember the joy she had before her husband's death and try to spread that joy with every other person she gets to know. She chose to serve instread of stew, to love instead of loathe, and to lift up instead of put down. She had plenty of reasons to complain, but all the time I knew her she never once complained about how hard life was for her.
May God be thanked for great people in our lives how show us the better way to live as they strive to follow their Savior!
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