Grandma

The other night I was searching for a book on one of our extremely packed bookshelves. For some reason I was drawn to this worn down Bible. When I opened it, the front page read "For our daughter Naomi. Happy 21st Birthday. Love, Mom and Dad." It was my grandma's Bible! I never met my grandma because she died a month before I was born from some type of horrible cancer, but everyone tells me stories of how much fun she was and how our personalities are so alike and that we'd be such close friends. I wish I could have met her. Inside the Bible I found a handwritten list of verses, and I could tell that it was her handwriting (almost like my mom's!) and a few of the verses towards the end of the list were my grandpa's handwriting (He died when I was 12). So I started reading through the verses to see what she was praying about and what God was saying to her. Every verse is about healing, trusting Jesus, having faith, receiving a new body, and living for Christ. So she must have been studying those a ton while she was dying, which must have meant her faith was pretty incredible because I'd write those out and call upon Jesus hardcore if I was in her place. Some of the verses written in my grandpa's handwriting were ones about the way to heaven and about faith, which makes me wonder if he was saved and if he is in heaven now. So much of this I never saw in him and I don't talk to my mom too often about, but it was so cool to find the list and the Bible. It kind of gives me a glimpse at who my grandma was and it's like she is speaking to me now!