Belle Gill : A Godly Legacy

Grandma Gill was a sweet Christian lady. I set a goal to be more like her when I was in my early 30's or so and one of my best compliments was from my sister Jean. At my Mother's graveside service, she said "You are becoming more like Grandma."
She loved God and had a stack with a Bible, devotionals, etc... next to her sitting chair.She did some of the usual things - taught Sunday School, led some devotionals..attended the Merry Hearts Club at church.
One of the special things she did was to visit and to help the migrant workers. Migrant workers would come up for the season to pick crops. Grandma would collect clean used clothes for them and give them to them saying "God loves you". I went with her once or twice. These people lived in metal shacks and were so thankful for the help. Grandpa Gill, the joker of the two, used to say that everyone thought Grandma was so good, but he said he had to do the heavy hauling, carrying the boxes from the basement. She also stepped out and helped at least one of these men to be treated fairly legally and they corresponded with him for some time.
She loved her only son, George, my Dad. I think she wrote to him every day while he was in the service. She loved us grandchildren too, though we sometimes had to sneak over because there was a rift between her and our Mom. I would ride my bike to the south side of Sheboygan, assured that Grandma would put out a spread for me and that Grandpa would go to buy me some soda (and then tease me about how much ice he could cram into a cup to chill it:)). I would usually leave with a kiss and a dime.
I brought my boyfriends over to meet them. After she met Tom, she said that she thought I would say "yes" to this one. He hadn't asked yet.
Most of all, she always spoke of "trusting God" - how that's what sustained her. We were not of the same denomination and she didn't emphasize that. She was not one who could verbalize the gospel message, but when I became a Christian I knew who was a true one.