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My Grandma died this morning, at 4:00.  She'd suffered a massive stroke on the evening of the 23rd, and the damage was too severe.  She was responsive at first, and I am thankful to God that I had that opportunity to see her, and have her squeeze my hand and smile a half-paralysed smile at me.  I believe she knew me.

As the days went by, she responded less, until the last time I saw her and she simply breathed.  She didn't respond to sounds or sights; she simply inhaled and exhaled.

I'm reminded of this verse from the Phil Keaggy song, "Quite Suddenly:"

Quite suddenly, it may be as I lie in dreamless sleep,

God's gift to many a sorrowing heart,

with no more tears to weep,

That a call shall break my slumber

and a voice sound in my ear:

"Rise up, my love, and come away,

For behold the Bridegroom's here."

I'm sure I'll have more to write about this amazing woman and her even more amazing God... But I wanted to at least mark the occasion here.