Grandma Ruby

It is about 6:15 am on a Thursday morning. Not much different than a lot of mornings Caleb woke up and needed a little bit of attention. Only this time he was in Nana and Paw-Paw's room of the hotel while his mom, sister, and I were in ours. So going to get him has me up a little earlier than planned.

In a little less than 8 hours I will help perform the funeral of my Grandma Ruby Kiker. She is such a sweet lady. I remember so many times growing up going to her house (for a few years it was just a 10 second sprint from mine) and just enjoying being around her. Man, could she cook. You probably won't believe what one of my favorite things she cooked was? Green Beans of all things. She cooked green beans better than anybody I've ever known. She could take a box of plain old Kraft Macaroni and Cheese and make it taste better than anybody else could.

While at Wingate College (It was college, they changed it to University the year after I graduated, I don't think there was any connection). Grandma and Paw-Paw would come get me and take me with them to church on Sunday. I didn't have a car and man was that meal better than the cafeteria food I'd eat all week. During the summer between my Freshmen and Sophmore years they helped me buy my first car (basically they bought it and I was there:)

I'll miss Grandma, but not as much as I know Paw-Paw will. You know how long they were married? 62 years, 2 months, and 3 days. You know why I know that? I think he told everybody that went through the line last night at visitation. What a testimony. I'll close by sharing with you what I said as I stood over grandma's casket last night. I said "Grandma, I love you, I know you are with Jesus and I'll miss you for a season. I'm happy for you, and I'll meet you there!"

I'm grateful for my Grandma, but oh THANKS BE TO GOD WHO GIVES US THE VICTORY THROUGH OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST!