My heart is heavy because my grandma went to be with Christ this morning. I was taking some time to reflect on the years and memories I have of her and something in particular stood out. It wasn’t anything crazy and I’m not really sure how I still remember it, but here it is. Years and years ago I was sitting on the living room floor with my sister. She’s a couple years younger than me so naturally I would always pass along my older brother wisdom to her. Mind you we were little kids when this happened. I’m not sure why I brought this up at the time, but I decided to say, “Hey Katie, did you know crap isn’t a bad word?” Not but a second later I heard my grandma yell from the other room, “yeah, but it’s not a nice word!” I believe this memory has been engrained in my mind for so many years to remind me that we are called to so much more than merely not being bad. The Lord has called us to be Holy as He is Holy and that’s a far cry from just getting by. My grandma was awesome woman. I loved hearing her laugh, and she did it often. Her and my grandpa stayed together until death took them apart. Through the good times and the hard times. I'm appreciating both of them today and all the great memories they gave my family.