“And as it is appointed
for men to die once, but after this the judgment,…” 
Hebrews 9:27
Apart
from the second coming of Christ, all of us will face death – when mortality
will give way to immortality.   Hattie Wells, my dear grandmother, proudly
crossed the spiritual divide between the physical and spiritual realm this past
week.  She was just short of living
ninety-six years on this earth and I can only imagine the changes she has
witnessed in this world from 1919 to present. 
With the recent birth of Josiah Murner, my brother’s grandson, five
generations were living at one time. 
Even
with the busyness of my life today, it’s difficult not to find myself drifting
into a reminiscent mode of yesteryear remembering the impact and influence
‘Grandmother’ had on my life today as a person, a husband, a father, an apostle
of Christ.  So walk with me down my own
personal memory lane and perhaps it will cause you to remember the significant
people in your life, both alive and departed, that deserve a moment of
reflection on the impact they have made on your life.
…I
remember the gravy and biscuits that
were served up fresh – cooked on a wood-burning stove on a crisp winter’s morn
in a coal mining camp in eastern Kentucky.
…I remember the Mentholatum
mustache
she wore each night under her nose so that she breathed well
through the night.  I also remember that
any of us grandchildren that slept with her through the night would wake up
smelling like Mentholatum Vapor Rub.
…I remember the swinging,
wood bridge
that we crossed thousands of times visiting Grandmother and
Papa at Big Hammer Farm where we spent the majority of our summers.
…I remember the 38
special pistol
that Grandmother carried in her purse at all times, for some
unknown reason.  I also remember her
trying to shoot a rattlesnake in the yard with her pistol.  That snake couldn’t have been in a safer
place than where Grandmother was pointing that pistol.  Dad eventually killed the snake.
…I remember visiting Grandmother from college and after Autumn
and I were married.  She never allowed us
to depart without giving us some ‘lunch
money’
.  She always wanted to know
that her ‘grands’ had enough.
…I remember the thousands of delicious meals prepared from
foods and ingredients grown right out of Grandmother and Papa’s garden.  I also remember the relentless hours of
canning those vegetables for delicious foods to be eaten later that
winter.  Wish I had some of those pickles
right now.
…I remember building with Dad several wooden outhouses,
which were utilized until they finally built a bathroom on the back of their
small farmhouse.
I especially remember her zeal for Christ, her compassion
for others and the many displays of sacrifice and kindness she extended toward
others-especially her family.   She truly was an amazing woman!

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…I remember…so many things that wouldn’t mean as much to you
as they do to me and I don’t ever want to forget the significant people whom
Yahweh placed into my life to mold me into the man I am today. Grandmother, you
rank right there at the top!!!

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