The last of my grandmothers passed away this month. Gramma G has been ill for quite a while, but since Dad's death her health started to fail more consistantly. From what I remember of Gramma G, she was not a believer. But I am and I believe in a Big God. I bet God visited Gramma G many times during those days she laid in that bed. I bet He softened her heart. The rest is between Gramma G and God. I understand the question, "Are/Were they saved". But I don't feel it is my business. We were never asked to save souls, just plant the seeds. We plant the seeds with our words, actions and attitudes. And I believe God knows His children. It would be an ideal world if we all recieved Christ early in life so we could use Him in times of trouble, praise Him in times of turmoil, thank Him in times of accomplishments and cry at His feet in times of grief. But we so bad want to hold on to our anger, our bitterness, our judgements, that it takes tradegy to lift our hands and invite Christ in. I remember telling Jeff before he accepted Christ, that one day you will accept Him and it does not have to be today. But how many more days/months/years do you want to feel beat up, filled with guilt, angery and alone? I think that truely is the question. Are you waiting for your death bed before give it all to God?
Our question should not be "Are/were they saved". Our question should be, "Did I show the love of God to them? Did go to them to resolve issues? Did I ask for forgiveness for the wrong I did against them? Did I forgive them for the wrong they did to me? Did I lift them up in prayer that their hearts are softened when God reveals Himself to them for the last time?" Now, instead of asking a question where a No or I don't know answer leaves a mournful feeling or a loss of hope.
I believe my dad was in heaven to welcome his mom home to heaven and for the first time in Gramma G's 79 years she truley knows how it feels to be loved.
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