Last night my sweet grandma went home to be with the God she loved her whole life.
Ila Jean Farmer lived for over 90 years and spent every moment she was able living that life for others. She was the most generous woman I've ever known. If she could help someone in any way, she did. If it was within her power to help carry another's burden, she was the first to offer her hand.
Few people on this earth walk the walk, choosing instead to just talk the talk and hope no one notices... She couldn't do that. She followed her words with action, and chose honesty and hard work over every easier road she could have taken. She loved deeply and truly, never letting the people in her life doubt for even a moment that she was on their side.
We had a long time to prepare for her passing and though it always hits hard when it finally happens, my dad, my mom and I all agree the tears are those of happiness - happiness for a woman who spent her whole life loving God, following Jesus and making sure her son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter knew that Love was theirs too.
And last night at around 7:30pm, all I can say is there had to have been a big smile on His face as he said the words she waited 90 years to hear...
"Well done, good and faithful servant."
You did it, MawMaw... Welcome home.