Majane, A woman of exceptional faith.

I'm named Jane after my Grandma.  We called her Majane.  She was named Nancy after HER grandma. Majane was an absolute character.  When I was growing up she took care of me everyday while my Mom worked.  She read the Bible to me every night. She always read 3 chapters; I don't believe she ever missed.  She had read the Bible through 8 times.  By the time I was a teenager I would read it to her.  Her old Bible was so worn out that Uncle Delbert had it re-covered.  She said she knew where God came from, then she would look up a verse that said "God came from Teman." When Majane was a young woman she led the singing at her church. I've heard she had a lovely voice.  By the time I can remember her voice was gravely.  I wish I could have heard her sing when her voice was strong & sweet.  I am glad I know for sure that Majane was a strong believer. I am confident she will be one of the first ones I meet again in Heaven one day.  Her faith in God never waivered. I always say it took 3 women to raise me, and Majane was certainly the one who did most of the raising. She died when I was just 15.  Uncle Delbert came to our Homecoming football game to get me and take me to the hospital.  When I walked into the room she spoke clearly: "I knew you'd come!"  It was the first time she had spoken in hours and it was the last thing she ever said.  I hope to hear that again when I enter Heaven's gate one day.  She will be young again, healthy & strong, her voice clear and sweet and she will say: "I knew you'd come!"