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[aid] => mick
[title] => MY GRANDMA'S GOD
[time] => 2003-12-28 01:24:11
[hometext] => My Grandma White was so sweet, she was a teacher, and so when I asked her lots of questions, she loved it. She also planted the word God in my mind. I'd never heard of him before.
[bodytext] =>  No one will ever know how much I loved my dear little Grandma White..... no one, that is, except her God. She was a teacher, and loved my constant bombardment of questions, I was like an "empty little urchin," her answers left me awed! "Why is the sky so blue, Grandma?" "Because that's the color of God's eyes, Connie Sue." I tried to "trip her up," "How do you know? Did you ever see His eyes so blue?" Oh, My No, no one can see God and still live!" "Why Grandma, is He mean?" "You close your eyes, and think of someone you really love a lot! Now you take their hand.....and know they will hug you, and love you, and help you to stand, that's God. They will guide you across a very busy street, watching your every step, so a car you will not meet." "Does He ever hurt you, Grandma, or make you cry?" "Why Connie He can't even lie, there is no bad found in his heart or soul. Kindness, loving goodness, joy, mercy, mildness, compassion, and self-control.... "When will I ever get to meet Him, all my myself, I mean? Will I see Him walking some night in my dream?" "It takes a while to meet God, for you must search for Him, and when He knows you are looking, He will let himself be found," "When I finally find Him Grandma, will He be in Heaven, or down here on the ground?" "Wherever you are, that's where He'll find you dear." The years numbered many, and still I didn't know... I loved the thought of Him, this Person God of my Grandma's in limbo. Her God or whatever, whomever, silently seemed to be so near. Safe feelings, comfortable, no fright, no fear. Then I had a daughter, and I tucked her in one night. "When I die Momma, where do I go?" "I don't honestly know, but I'll find out.... so you won't have to be afraid also." My husband and I were determined to find Him somehow. We wanted to give her honest answers that was our vow. We tore apart two University Libraries, and studied the Bible as a Book of Prophecy, not by-passing one. Greek, Hebrew, Roman culture, dates, numbers, factual sum Creation or Evolution, took us many years.... At times we were overwhelmed with His love, we shed tears. His Awesome Universe, His Almighty Power, Jusrtice, Love without fear. He has not abandoned mankind...He is waiting so all can hear.. There will be a time for Him to answer the call of intervention. If He does not soon, there will be no mankind to even mention. For Man will eventually destroy man.... factual, proof sound! In our constant search for Him, we found his heart, which of course is the core of God Himself. He created us and gave us His Heart for ourselves. Man took God's Heart, emptied out all of His Goodness,. Replacing it with Hatred, Meanness, Greed, and every sort of badness. My husband and I emptied our Hearts, and replaced ours with those like His.....filling it with all of His Fine Loving Qualities deeply. I've been cultivating them for over 40 years truthfully. God's Heart has deep feelings, can be broken, crushed, and terribly hurt! But when at last I can say my heart is once again.... like His Heart....I have met my Grandma's God..... He's The God of Comfort! Created by Cheri Cam LeBren December 2003 "That's my wish for the New Year of 2004....let's all fill our hearts with goodness and cultivate love for our fellow man." [comments] => 3 [counter] => 667 [topic] => 21 [informant] => lovingcritters [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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