My Grandmother's Eulogy
*Below you will find my grandmother’s eulogy that I wrote and spoke at her funeral. I hope that it either encourages you in your own hard task of honoring a life or gives you hope of the story we all share in Him.
Hello and thank you for being here to help celebrate the life of my grandmother. My name is Sarah, I am her granddaughter, one of many, and I am honored to be able to share a few words with you today.
It’s hard to really know the whole of a person especially when you arrive later on the scene. I only knew her for a few of her 95 years. To me she was grandma quick witted, easy going, happy go lucky, bus riding grandma, white haired, painted nails, card playing, everyone’s friend grandma.
I only ever remember her living in the retirement home. But in those years my memories are filled with card games, ice cream from the chest freezer, searching for her through the halls asking, only to find she had gone off again, Christmas dinners with iced cut out cookies, famous pies and old stories.
She had lived many years before I was brought into the world. In those years she was known to many others as daughter, friend, wife, aunt, mother, grandmother and later great grandmother. She was the matriarch. The beginning, the first of all of us, the reason that we are all sitting here today. It is through her life that we have been greatly blessed. God blessed us with the matriarch and we are her legacy, proof of His blessings.
You see our story is very much her story, as He orchestrated it to be. Our story began way back when A. met R. It was then that our lineage began to weave together, that our patterns of habit and way of heart were developed.
Through hugs and kisses, support, ways of life, discipline, providing and caring, laughing and crying, living and dying grandma gave herself to all of us and in doing so taught us how to live.
She passed on the lineage of generosity.
Her generous soul was always willing and ready to give to anyone in need, to help out a friend and go the extra mile. Grandma was not consumed with material things, she valued people most of all, especially her family. Something that I believe still lives on today. She was quick witted, ready to laugh and smile, to enjoy life to the fullest. Even in the haze of dementia her generous heart still beat as she gave laughter and ease to those around her. She was no doubt a light in what can be a very dark place.
Grandma passed on the lineage of commitment.
Through thick and thin, through good times and bad times, in sickness and in health she stood by grandpa as she stood by all of us. Devout and respectful grandma taught us how to stick with it, to persevere through difficult seasons and to enjoy to the fullest the seasons that aren’t.
Grandma passed on the lineage of grace.
She took life as it came, accepting it as it was and enjoying what she had. She took the same approach to people, loving them as they were, walking alongside them and accepting them. Through this she taught us how to love one another, as she loved and as we’ve been loved.
Although my grandmother and I were separated by many years her lineage is being lived out in me, in all of us as we walk in grace, stay committed and live generous lives.
I would like to leave you with my grandma's famous words,“don’t get old, because getting old is no fun.”
Well it might not always be fun to get old, but life is a blessing, each day a gift. I take comfort in knowing that our story has already been orchestrated, that under heaven there is a time for everything.
“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep and a time to dance; a time to cast stones and a time to gather stones; a stone to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to seek and a time to lose; a time to keep and a time to cast away; a time to tear and a time to see; a time to keep silent and a time to speak; a time to love and a time to hate; a time for war and a time for peace.”
It was grandma’s time, as she lived a full blessed life, gifting us with her kind, tolerant, generous heart that still lives on today in all of us.
I pray that the Lord would comfort our hearts. That he would show us His generous heart, His faithfulness to us and His unending grace for us.
I'm Sarah Jean, a midwestern girl just writing about my walk in faith. I love pizza, dog snuggles and my husband B. I want to encourage other woman to know that they are never alone.