"What a day of rejoicing that will be! When we all see Jesus, We'll sing and shout the victory!"
We got a call in the middle of last week that my Grandaddy Fuller was sick again and this time did not look promising. Last Thursday morning at 7:00 am, my mom, dad, and I jumped on a plane bound for Birmingham, Alabama. Jennifer and Baby Georgia joined us on the next flight that afternoon. Bryan and the boys joined us a couple days later. We drove almost 2 hours from there to my grandparents house just over the Georgia line. Over the next 24 hours, we spent many moments by my Grandaddy's bed. I watched my strong and beautiful Memom sit by the bed of her love and savor every minute of his last days on earth. If I heard anyone tell her how strong she has been over the last 7 days, she is very quick to say that it is not by her strength alone. On Friday afternoon, those of us that were at the house gathered around his bed. We held each other and cried and prayed for my sweet Grandaddy. Uncle Robert, Uncle Steve, Uncle Roy, Uncle Jon, Aunt Laura, and Mama each told him that they were at peace with him going to heaven and embracing Jesus with open arms. Grandaddy had been through bladder cancer, leukemia, and colon surgery. His earthly tent had been through so much and he was ready for his new tent in Glory! "Now we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands." II Corinthians 5:1 We sang the old hymn, "When We All Get to Heaven" together and rejoiced with Grandaddy as we knew his time was so near. We cried deep painful tears because it was such a moment of separation. What a worshipful experience. My faith was deepened just by being surrounded by my family of believers during those sacred moments. My dad woke me up at about 1:30 that morning to let me know that Grandaddy had passed away. I am thirty years old and he was my first grandparent to lose. Grandaddy was born in 1924 and had lived 86 precious years on earth. His daddy passed away when he was only 6 years old. He was a member of the United States Army. He was a veteran of World War II. Grandaddy was a man who knew the meaning of hard work and loyalty. Grandaddy was very devoted to his family, his business at the Auto Supply Store, his Sunday school class, and so much more. He had a gift of serving and laboring. I can not wait to tell Nathan and Jordan stories about their Great Grandaddy Fuller. He left a great legacy for the men of our family. Memom and Grandaddy had been married for 63 years! I will never forget the moment that the four veteran soldiers removed the American flag from his casket, delicately folded it into the perfect triangle, and presented it to my Memom at the funeral service. What an incredible heritage of love and devotion for our family. I am absolutely honored and blessed to be his granddaughter.
"Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, Sing His mercy and His grace.
In the mansions bright and blessèd, He’ll prepare for us a place.
When we all get to Heaven, What a day of rejoicing that will be!
When we all see Jesus, We’ll sing and shout the victory!
Onward to the prize before us! Soon His beauty we’ll behold;
Soon the pearly gates will open; We shall tread the streets of gold.
When we all get to Heaven, What a day of rejoicing that will be!
When we all see Jesus, We’ll sing and shout the victory!"
This picture is priceless...one of the very last pictures taken with my Grandaddy in the beginning of December
- My Memom and Grandaddy with their four sons and two daughters-
Uncle Roy, Uncle Steve, Uncle Robert, Uncle Jon
Mama, Memom, and Aunt Laura
Grandaddy
