We hear when we are little that we need to memorize Scripture because it will never fail us. I always understood it but I never truly knew what it meant and how it would apply to my life. 

 

My grandpa was one of the sweetest people in my life and one of my best friends. We would walk at the mall and go get coffee at Kroger and sit with his “coffee club” buddies. We played the whistling game in his car and sang hymns together. He was my pastor, He baptized me and talked with me about my calling to ministry. He kept the most beautiful rose garden and had a pristine backyard. He loved people well and was never in too big of a hurry to talk with someone to let him know he cared about them. 

 

Then there came a time where he needed to be somewhere people could take better care of him. We moved he and my grandmother into an assisted living facility where they received the sweetest care. Although he couldn’t go to the grocery store to get coffee anymore, he would sit in his red recliner with a cup of black coffee that the nurse would bring him and he would close his eyes and rub his head and occasionally whistle. 

 

Days and months went by and eventually there was not much he could remember but the one thing he could was scripture and hymns. I don’t think this is a coincidence but more so a promise that Gods word never fails us. 

 

I was in DC visiting a friend when I got the call my grandfather had passed away. I remember like it was yesterday. I was walking from the capital and I stopped at the Thomas Jefferson Memorial at a bench when my mom told me he was gone. I was frustrated at myself for not being there but my mom reminded me of the sweet time we had had together just a couple days prior. 

 

As I sat there, I was taken back to a few days prior. His nurse had told me he had not opened his eyes in days and he could no longer speak. I went and as I grabbed his hand and said grandpa he looked up at me. In that moment with as much energy as he could muster me mouthed the words I love you sweetheart. He closed his eyes and I started singing one of our favorite hymns, God Is So Good. 

 

God is so good,
God is so good,
God is so good,
He’s so good to me!

He cares for me,
He cares for me,
He cares for me,
He’s so good to me!

I love Him so,
I love Him so,
I love Him so,
He’s so good to me!

I praise His Name,
I praise His Name,
I praise His Name,
He’s so good to me!

 

As I was about to finish singing he looked at me and mouthed the words, “God is so good he is so good to me.” These were the last words I ever heard my grandfather say.

 

I can know that God is forever good, because I know that God’s word lasts forever. My grandfather devoted his life to learning and applying scripture to his life and when his mind failed him, Jesus didn’t.  

 

What would our lives look like if we took the time to study and learn what will make an eternal difference not just in our lives but others lives as well. 

 

Jeremiah 15:15 says 

“When your words came, I ate them;
    they were my joy and my heart’s delight,
for I bear your name,
    LordGod Almighty.”

 

Is Scripture your joy and your hearts delight? This is what matters.

 

 

 

 

Abbie Johnson is a Student Minister at Dawson Church in Birmingham, Alabama. She attended Union University and Trevecca Nazarene University and earned a degree in Behavioral Science with a minor in Student Ministry. While in college, she worked with the student ministry at West Jackson Baptist Church and Brentwood Baptist Church. Most recently, she served on staff at First Baptist Church of Orlando as their Girls Minister. Abbie is currently attending New Orleans Baptist Theological Seminary and am pursuing a Masters of Divinity.
 

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