Taken the eve before my grandmother’s burial, exactly eighteen days ago.
No digital manipulations, yet to be clear, the lighting inside the funeral home gave the illusion of an angel. I’m glad, however, that this will be one of the photos that will forever remember my late grandmother (alongside our late grandfather) as God’s dearly heaven-sent (s). True enough, they were angels God has perpetrated in our family’s lives.
That alone is a miracle.
I cannot give a tribute worthy enough for what God has done for our family. Sure, our clan has different perspectives, views (beliefs, even) but at the end of the day, love reigns. I can only hope that us descendants will remain the tradition of family, and believing that everything we own is nothing without giving glory to Christ.
We are all moving on, dear grandparents. But we thought you should know how we will never forget that you were (and still are) blessings from God.
Have fun in heaven!
1 Corinthians 2:9
However, as it is written:
“What no eye has seen,
what no ear has heard,
and what no human mind has conceived”[a]—
the things God has prepared for those who love him—1