Saturday, January 13, 2018

Her Children Rise Up and Call Her Blessed

Granmomma--on the far left--looking so pretty at Olivia and Brian's wedding.

During the night last night, Jimmy's sweet mother passed away.

She was a lovely lady who always had a smile and kind word for everyone. In recent years she was plagued with a chronic illness that left her unable to care for those around her like she so longed to do. She spent her life caring for and serving her late husband, her three children, her ten grandchildren, and one great-grandson. She loved the Lord, and I am rejoicing that she is now free of all her earthly pain and suffering. 

I cannot think of eloquent words to do Jan's memory justice. I loved her. Maybe I can compose something better later. But for now I just keep thinking of these verses.

"Do not let your adornment be merely outward--arranging the hair, wearing gold, or putting on one apparel--rather let it be the hidden person of the heart, with the incorruptible beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is very precious in the sight of God"
1 Peter 3:6

"Her children rise up and call her blessed;"
Proverbs 31:28


  1. I am so sorry for your loss. She sounds like a wonderful lady. A life well-lived is a blessing to the generations who live after...and that sounds like it's certainly true for her. I will say a prayer for your family!

  2. Roan, you beautifully described my life long friend. We were in her mother, Virginia's first kindergarten class together and have been friends and kin ever since. So sad for all of us, but so glad for her suffering to be over.

  3. I'm so sorry, Roan! I'm praying for your family.

  4. I caught up on your blog last night and was so sad to read this. I am sorry for your loss.
    When I was reading your idea about cooking through the countries (LOVE that idea!) it reminded me of a book called Give Your Child the World. Have you heard about it? Jamie Martin wrote this book, it is really good. Sunshine
    PS praying for your family