This is actually the story of my grandmother Brenda. She had a tough life but she was the most spiritual person I ever knew. If she didn’t tell me about Jesus when I was little, I wouldnt be saved or even be here today. I’m telling her story, I like calling it “Joyful Sorrows”. These are some of her sorrows. Her daughter killed herself at 40, her son died in a wreck at 30, her third husband hung himself in the yard at like 60, her brother struggled a lot and lost his legs and was blind. She had breast cancer for 15 years, and diabetes her whole life. Her grandkids didnt talk to her for 10-20 years, yet she still loved them whole heartedly.
That is just a little bit of the sorrows she went through. I’m telling you this becauase, even through all of that, she was the happiest person I know, with the biggest faith I’ve ever seen.
She was the wisest person I knew and praised, prayed and worshipped every chance she got. Thanking God for the little good she had in her life, even though there was a huge amount of bad. Her faith was very strong, and she never lost it. She died and is now in heaven, but I’m glad she isnt in pain anymore. The point of all of this is, she was joyful even in her sorrows.
