Standing in the Presence of God

For everything there is a season, 

a time for every activity under heaven.

A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to cry and a time to laugh.

A time to grieve and a time to dance.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-2a, 4b

It is with great joy that I get to say that my grandmother is finally at rest in the presence of God.


More times then not when we think about death, we think about the sorrow and pain of those that are left behind, but I've chosen to think of my grandmother's death as a joyous occasion. How amazing is it to think that my grandma is in the presence of God and is able to sit at His feet and worship Him in all His glory! Even as I write this, I'm plagued by a twinge of jealousy. How I long to sit at the feet of my creator and be able to worship Him as He deserves to be worshiped.

My grandma is no longer battling the illness that took over her mind years ago, she has been restored so that she might be able to give glory to God and stand in awe and amazement of Him! We are so flawed as humanity and we fall short on a daily basis, so much so that we don't ever deserve to be in the presence of God. However, His grace is sufficient enough so that one day we will be restored and are able to fall to our knees in front of Him.

It has been an emotional and long journey over the past few years, even the past week, but God has been faithful and I'm so glad that this is not the end, this is only the beginning.