Grandma Keen

This evening, my Grandma Keen went home to be with the Lord. Grandma was sweet, gentle, and soft-spoken. A common girl from the rich farmland of southeast Missouri. A wife to a WWII vet, and a mother to four children. A hard worker and a good cook. As you can tell from the picture, she was a beautiful and dignified lady. She could also be a little mischevious...

One time, as teenagers, my brother and I were fighting in the car in the grocery store parking lot. Grandma was in the car with us. In a hushed tone, she interrupted our fighting to say, "Sssh. Do you boys hear that?" We stopped fighting long enough to listen for the mysterious sound, only to look over and see Grandma quietly giggling to herself. She had gotten us to stop fighting.

Grandma Keen, always a moral and wholesome woman, publicly professed faith in Jesus early in her 70's. My family was there, at her church in Doniphan, when she was baptized. What a blessing. Thank you, Lord Jesus, for this sweet woman's life. Thank you for saving her. Thank you for taking her home.

Love you, Grandma.

"Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him." 2 Corinthians 2:9

"Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints." Psalm 116:15