She could neither read nor write, but that didn’t stop
Grandma Biggs from singing praises to her Lord. 

Picture a little girl just about to enter Grandma’s kitchen 
for a drink of water. 
The sound of beautiful singing slows her footsteps. 
Peaking around the corner, a curious scene unfolds. 
Grandma is all alone in her kitchen,
arms raised, feet dancing, and face aglow 
as she lifts her voice and sings a beautiful melodic song.

I was that little girl. A little bit afraid and way too young 
to understand what I was seeing. 
Yet, somehow I knew this was a sacred moment
and I was not to interrupt. 
My grandmother was standing on Holy Ground.

That precious memory still warms my heart today as
I wonder how my grandmother would react had she been living 
during these changing, tumultuous times.
Would she be shut up to fear or shut in to faith? 

I’ve no doubt what Grandma would do. 
Day by day, moment by moment, she would be shut in to faith;
choosing not to fear, whine, complain or worry. 

She would first offer up her sacrifice of thanksgiving 
and then pray it through, interceding on behalf of
her family and nation. 

Grandma would pray it through….Until the peace of God broke through! And you better believe Grandma would stay in her kitchen, whipping up those biscuits, and preparing delicious meals for family and all those blessed to sit at her table. What a foretaste
of heaven!

Sacrifice a thank offering to God, and fulfill your vows to the Most High. Call upon Me in the day of trouble; I will deliver you, and you will honor Me.”
Psalm 50:14,15