Grandpa Butcher

**This is what I wrote for Grandpas memorial last Saturday
 
Grandpa just wanted to go home. "A peaceful hour to change worlds", that's how Walt Sanderson used to end his prayers. For me that prayer has never been answered more beautifully than last Thursday when my grandpa peacefully changed worlds.

That ominous and inevitable day has come, and while I ache for one more chance to watch him hug my children, see his amazing smile, or tell him I love him he has left us with a wonderful gift. Grandpa has left us with the gift of faith and knowing he is saved and resting.  He was a diligent man of God, who followed the Bible above all.  So today when we think of him we know without doubt he is receiving his reward.  I am proud to say I am George Butchers  grand daughter and it is a privilege to carry on his legacy of faithfulness.  Someday when my hour to change worlds has come, I pray I have lived so that my children and grandchildren have the same gift of peace I have today.

There's a peace I've come to know
Though my heart and flesh may fail
There's an anchor for my soul
I can say "It is well"

Jesus has overcome
And the grave is overwhelmed
The victory is won
He is risen from the dead

And I will rise when He calls my name
No more sorrow, no more pain
I will rise on eagles' wings
Before my God fall on my knees
And rise
I will rise