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Up in Heaven

Up in Heaven is a most amazing God.

Up in Heaven is a place of no pain, no sorrow, no war.

Up in Heaven are people, dancing & singing.

Up in Heaven are the people we have loved so dearly.

They are there. We are here.

But someday... we will be in Heaven, with our most amazing God.

Someday... we will be in a place of no pain, no sorrow, no war.

Someday... we will join our family and friends in dancing and singing. We will once again shower each other in hugs and smiles. We will be truly alive in the Spirit.




Sending our love to a most amazing Grandpa who has blessed our family with his love, his humbleness, and his faith in God. We will miss you greatly Grandpa Eben. I'm sure your smiles are just as big in heaven as they were here on earth. 

Couple questions for you Grandpa: Are the streets really paved in gold? What is the light like up there? Can you see us smiling as we think of all the memories you have helped us make? Can you see us crying, as we realize we will miss our talks with you? Can you do me a favor and say hi to my Grandparents? Is my Grandma a good dancer or maybe she is playing the accordion again? Could you tell her hi from me? You met my Grandpa at my wedding - is he telling jokes in heaven? Oh, and if you could search out my Grandpa Ostermeier, tell him my time with him was much too short, but that I still love him very much. 

Oh, Grandpa Eben, you left an impression on my heart, and so many others. I don't think I will ever forget your kind heart and soft spoken words. Your love for God was prevalent in everything you did. You took care of your family and accepted all of us - even when you already had TONS of grandchildren, you were so excited to receive another, like me, through marriage. And oh how your eyes would light up when you held a grandchild. Yes, there is no denying that you will be missed. 

Thank you for the time you gave us. Enjoy your time now in heaven - you greatly deserve it. 

Love, 
Your Granddaughter-in-law,
Mara

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