Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Some More Pictures of Mr. Jim Grimes
Mr. Grimes at the chapel in Dollywood earlier this year and his praying for his family before a meal there. How fitting that the last pictures I took of Mr. Grimes were these. Now, he is looking his dear Savior in the face and talking with him with no more barriers of space or time.....
In Loving Memory of a Godly Man
Mr. James Grimes
There are few truly great people who ever cross our paths.
Mr. Grimes was one.
How my heart was broken this morning when precious Carole shared the news of her dear father's passing into eternity. Heaven is the richer. And dear Miss Bertha, how much both of you must be smiling at this very moment.
You both left behind true treasure that will be stored in Heaven itself. Your investment in the lives of your children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren will have eternal rewards.
How rich you were, Mr. Grimes, in what truly matters.....relationships with your family and those of us who were blessed enough to call you "friend". You gave of your time, of your wisdom, of your prayers. I will miss your sweet notes in emails that always seemed to come at "just the right time". You were always such a gentleman in your conduct and words and actions. You truly glorified your Savior in your life and by your love.
How very much you will be missed.
The following songs seem to verbalize what my heart is singing about your life and influence on so many of us.
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When It's All Been Said and Done
When it's all been said and done
There is just one thing that matters
Did I do my best to live for truth?
Did I live my life for you?
When it's all been said and done
All my treasures will mean nothing;
Only what I've done
For love's rewards
Will stand the test of time.
Lord, your mercy is so great
That you looked beyond our weakness,
And found purest gold in miry clay,
Turning sinners into saints.
And I will always sing your praise
Here on earth and ever after,
For you've shown me heaven's my true home,
When it's all been said and done.
You're my life when life is gone....
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They will say I loved my family,
That I was a faithful friend,
That I lived to tell of God's own Son
When all is said and done.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Sharon's Baby and Grandbabies
Oh Sharon....what pure joy to visit with your dear family! Your daughter and grandbabies are absolutely beautiful!
Grandieur and Gargoyles
The Biltmore outdid itself this Christmas. Jim and Carole graciously allowed me to accompany them on their tour of this gorgeous home for the Christmas Season. These are just some of the examples of its grand attention to the most minute of detail. The gargoyles are on every corner and nook of the mansion....and oh, how many corners and nooks there are! Here are but some of the stone art of this mansion! My favorite sight of the entire house during the daylight hours was the center picture in this blog. I truly think the artist captured the face of Joan of Arc. The pain, the faith, the calling of God on her life are all so poignantly portrayed. It was a silent reminder to me of the weight and enduring nature of His call on our lives. It called to mind, or to heart, that this is NOT the end, that there is, indeed, an eternity when all will be made right. Until that time, even amidst the pain and sorrow and difficulty of the path, we are assured that "all is well."
Sunday, December 7, 2008
A Creche' for Baby Rambo
Merry Christmas, dear One. We love you so very much and look forward to celebrating with you next year.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Christmas is Coming to the Bishop Home
What a wonderful day! Judi, your call was such a blessing and a very positive start to my day! We went to Becca's friend's ornament exchange lunch and then came home and put the final touches on our decorating. Becca's friend Trent is over right now, and Becca is all smiles:) This old mother is about to let the younger generation enjoy the fruits of our labor. The race, the party and then the decorating has just about worn my old body out. But what delightful ways of celebrating the season have already blessed me! Im' about to have my own time of Advent and then "dream of sugar plums":)
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
I AM FEARFULLY AND WONDERFULLY MADE
Our precious Baby Rambo. How beautifully the Lord is knitting you together, dear One! I look forward to the day when I can hold you. You are such a beautiful gift from God to our family!
More Thanksgiving Pictures
The restaurant is housed in the old Chattanooga Train Station. What a lovely place for dinner....and no dishes to wash afterwards! I'd like to make this a tradition! We just need Elizabeth and Paul!
Thanksgiving Photos
What a delightful time at the Chattanooga Choo Choo for Thanksgiving Dinner! It was so wonderful to have Anna and Philip join Rebecca and me for the weekend!
A Dusting of God's Grace
The first blanket of winter fell upon us last evening. We turned on our little fireplace logs, made hot chocolate complete with marshmallows, and snuggled under lap quilts. Sophie and Charlie looked so cute in their new winter sweaters. The last of Thanksgiving leftovers completed the magic of the winter's night.
This afternoon I received a call from dear Helen. She told me of the snow atop Grassy Mountain that she had seen on her way home from work. What a dear friend to share this gift with me. I grabbed my camera and jumped into my little car and literally flew to the top of Ft. Mountain to catch the scenes. Nothing compares to the stillness of a newfallen snow atop a mountain. The air was chilling to my lungs. My breath appeared in cloudlike whisps ahead of me as I trekked along. I am truly learning to appreciate the times of solitude with God Himself as my companion. What a lovely day!
This afternoon I received a call from dear Helen. She told me of the snow atop Grassy Mountain that she had seen on her way home from work. What a dear friend to share this gift with me. I grabbed my camera and jumped into my little car and literally flew to the top of Ft. Mountain to catch the scenes. Nothing compares to the stillness of a newfallen snow atop a mountain. The air was chilling to my lungs. My breath appeared in cloudlike whisps ahead of me as I trekked along. I am truly learning to appreciate the times of solitude with God Himself as my companion. What a lovely day!
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