One of my favorite songs is “The House That Built Me” by Miranda Lambert. The lyrics that stand out are these:
“They say you can’t go home again.
I just had to come back one last time…
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here it’s like I’m someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could just come in I swear I’ll leave,
Won’t take nothing but a memory
From the house that built me.”
My grandparents were more than grandparents. They were my very best friends, they were my world.
When they past away, it was and still is a pain that’s indescribable.
When October comes around it’s bittersweet as their birthdays approach.
I’m beyond thankful for the memories and that Rebekah had 8 years of bonding with them and experiencing how amazing they were.
Romans 8:28 talks about how God works everything for good, and He most certainly does.
Last Saturday as we were driving to take Rebekah’ s senior pictures I asked my sister-in-law if we could stop my my grandparents house.
The hardest steps I took were walking up those steps and knocking on the door. You see, God orchestrated it so that my grandpa’s life long friend and his wife bought the house.
They let me come inside while Rebekah had her senior pictures made on the steps of the house that built us.
As I walked in I was overcome by a peace and love…it felt like my pappy and granny were there. In fact, several of the items they had left behind were still in place!
They handed me a painting they found my uncle had painted when he was little.
They told me to come back any time. I can’t wait to go back and hear more stories and just be in their home.
This October it still hurts just as deeply, but I realize how blessed I am. These pictures are priceless and I know granny and pappy would be so proud of the beautiful girl they once argued over who was going to hold. (Pappy always won).
The Lord directs the steps of the godly. He delights in every detail of their lives.
Psalms 37:23 NLT