Earth to Heaven - Letter One

David Groover: A man of many talents!

My dear sweet Granddaddy,

I have thought so many times about writing you. You have been gone for so long, but to you it probably only seems like moments. Decades on earth have passed, and oh, so much has changed. When I think of you and Dad talking about the end of days and all that was coming, as a small girl, it used to scare the bazoomies out of me. Well, we are there…now. But, I am trusting in the Lord Jesus, just as you did when you were here. Come what may, my hope is in Him.

Remember how you felt so strongly about how evil television was? When we came to your house, how we longed to turn it on and watch the programs. How you hated even the sound of it. If you had your way, the only thing that would have been watched was the weather report, especially if storms or tornadoes were expected. We had to have a way to know when to go down to the cellar, for safety, because the area where you lived was kind of like a tornado magnet. Well established communities of spiders awaited us in that dark place, and I always wanted to take my chances with tornadoes instead. But, that is another story for another time.

In essence, you were absolutely right about television. It is without doubt now a channel (whoa- scary word) for what has become a 24/7 flow of evil to a greater or lesser degree. When you were alive, the programming (yikes, that should have been a clue) seemed so innocent: “I Love Lucy”, “Dick Van Dyke”, and the like.

I am glad you are safe in Heaven because what you (in much more innocent days) considered evil many years ago, has moved into the malevolent category. Once I heard a person with a prophetic voice declare that the days would come that you could actually find yourself oppressed by demons by simply allowing yourself to watch some things on TV and in movies. It would happen as you watched, and you would not even be aware of the transfer. We are there…now.

So, all that said, I just want to say, “Thank you”. For loving Jesus. For standing for what was right when it wasn’t popular in the family. For being willing to speak the truth when it wasn’t best for you, but when you knew it was best for us, your grandchildren. You were willing to love us enough to tell us the truth. I am so sorry I wasn’t willing to listen to what you were saying, and also to discern the love that was motivating you to speak. I finally understand. Thank you for loving me enough to speak the truth. I will endeavor to do the same for those I love. And, every time I do, I will remember you.

I have so much more to say, but that will be another letter for another day.
Love you. Miss you.

Glenda

P.S. Please tell Grandmother, she was right about a lot of things as well, but, she will get her own letter.