When you were growing up, what was your favorite meal? There were times when Mom and Dad took us to Granddad’s. He would take us to lunch, or supper. I learned to order the same thing, because it was so good. I had mashed potatoes, with gravy, fried chicken, and green beans. I ordered the same meal when we would go out. I never tired of the fried chicken. He would go to the S&W and there we could get ice cream. I did. It was smart to order the same, because I knew there wasn’t anything better than what was on my plate.
My grandparents on both sides are long gone to Glory. The Blessed Hope is that I will see them again when I die. They were full of the Lord, and helped many people. They will be there waiting when we get there…….the rest of the family.