May God bless you and your...
Dear Liz, Bill and Buddy,
There is a song written after the death of his father, in which the songwriter imagines what it will be like, walking with Jesus, seeing His face, etc. He wondered if his dad danced for joy, stood in awe of his Lord's presence, or just fell to his knees. In my imagination, my Aunt Frannie was awed by His majesty, fell to her knees in worship and then just jumped up and danced with joy! Probably did some singing and shouting, too. Your mom was such a blessing...
Barbara Goldsmith
November 22, 2011 | Greensboro, NC


