An Instagram post with a few pictures of you does not even come close to capturing the amazing person you were. The kindest soul who spent your life preaching and singing the word of Christ to a community who respected you more than anyone I have ever met. A sense of warmth filled a room when you walked in it. You taught me from the time I could comprehend words about the maker of the moon who would guide me through My life and love me more than I could ever possibly comprehend. you baptized me in the church where you shared God’s message and studied the word of Christ page by page day after day. If I could’ve given you one gift in our lifetime together it would’ve been to give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes. Only then would you have realized how special you are to me. Thank you for believing in me and your constant support, endless love and for being the biggest role model. I will always be your favorite grandaughter (only granddaughter) and I hold that title with pride. You are my hero. I have dreaded the day I would run through your front door and you weren’t there to greet me with a big big hug but that day has come, yet I find a sense of peace knowing that you are now my angel wings looking down proudly on me with the Father you followed your whole life, as I will do the same. Sing loud for me up there, I’ll see you one day, until then paint the sky pretty. Isaiah 57:1-2 —> good people pass away. The godly often die before their time but no one seems to care or wonder why. No one seems to understand that God is protecting them from the evil to come. For those who follow godly paths will rest in peace when they die 🤍🤍🤍