Her Favorite Hymn

My grandma, Marie Black, passed away yesterday morning.

She was 97 years old. She was amazing. She loved Jesus. She loved us.

We are thankful she’s home with the Lord now, because she’s no longer struggling, no longer barely existing, but is now whole and free.

About a week prior to her passing, I’d gone in to check on her because I noticed she was talking nonsensically in her room. Her oxygen had come off, she was disoriented, so I put it back on her. You could tell she was full of anxiety in moments like these, struggling to breathe and feeling weak.

To get her mind off of it, I asked what her favorite hymn was. Without hesitation, she said in a clear voice, “Higher Ground.” So yesterday, when I heard of how she had gone home, I wanted to remember her, to honor her, to worship the Lord in thankfulness that he had received her.

So, here is Grandma’s favorite hymn.

The third verse says this,

I want to live above the world,
Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
For faith has caught the joyful sound,
The song of saints on higher ground.

I love that. I know she is singing with them now.

 

Amen.

 

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3 thoughts on “Her Favorite Hymn

  1. Wow, Haylie so moving!! I so loved your grandma! She was amazing women of faith and I will truly miss her her sweet face.
    But this is not good bye, it’s I’ll see you later!
    Love you guys! ❤️

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