Cheryl Lutz
My name is Jason. for those of you who don't know me, I'm one of Butsy's grandsons. I'm going to try to keep this short and sweet - just like my grandma.
In remembering her, I thought I could speak about the amazing life she had:
*Growing up in Louisiana and living through the Great Depression
*Working as a welder building Liberty Ships in WWII
*Going on a blind date w/a soldier and later after the war going on to marry him. Now, I think I am biased about this, and \"Sorry, Grandma, despite any doubts you may have had, Henry was the right choice - even IF the 'other guy' had a car.
*She moved all the way up north here to the sunny Southside, or snowy Southside, I should say and raised a family of 3 boys, and if you know them at all, you'll know she did a great job.
*She went on to have a wonderful family of 'grandchurin' and 'great-grandchurin' as she would say - she never did lose her accent from back home. I could go on and on, but my memory isn't as good as hers was.
But as amazing as her life was, more important, I think was who she was as a person. She was:
kind, considerate, loving, caring, hospitable, a good wife and mother, a friendly neighbor and an all around good and descent person; someone anyone would be proud to have as their mom, or grandma or friend.
If I had to use just one word, I would say she was \"SPECIAL\" - one of a kind.
This week we celebrate Easter, the death of Jesus for our sins, His burial and that Sunday morning when He conquered death as He rose from the dead.
The Gospel of John records the account of the death of Lazarus, the brother of Mary and Martha, a friend of Jesus. As you know, Jesus would go on to raise Lazarus from the dead. Before He did this amazing miracle, He said to Martha:
\"I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me, though he may die, he shall live. And whoever lives and believes in me shall never die. Do you believe this?\"
Well, I know that along with Martha, Grandma believed this.
I know that she would say her prayers and talk to Jesus every night. Sometimes I would even hear her talking to Him in the other room or under her breath when she thought no one could hear.
Well, now she is with her Saviour and talking with Him face to face.
I know we're all going to miss her so very much, but I'm going to try not to be sad, but instead smile because God gave me such a wonderful grandma - and she gave us such a wonderful family.
In closing, I think she would look at all we've done to remember her in the past couple of days and probably say: \"I don't know why you all are making a big fuss over me. You don't need to go to all this trouble for me.\"
Well, I think I'd have to say to her what she would sometimes say to me about things going on in life and the world. \"Well, we can't do nothin' 'bout that, that's just the way it is....\"
Well, we love you, Grandma and we'll miss you.