Birth date: Mar 10, 1935 Death date: Dec 24, 2021
Julia, (Granny, Miss Scarlet) was born March 10th, 1935, to parents Glenn and Madge Farris in Oklahoma City. She received her angel wings on December 24, 2021. She leaves her daughter Julie Anne Groth and husband Geoffrey. She als Read Obituary
I was so sorry to hear about Julia and my heart goes out to Julie Ann and her family. Julia was the Godmother to the Grantham Girls and there are so many memories. From Christmas Eve visits to planning our weddings....Julia was always there for us an our family. I loved Julia so much and looked forward to seeing her and seeing her huge smile! I loved it when she and Norman got together with our parents because they would tell the most amazing stories of their antics. Julia was definitely one of a kind!! Will forever love you Julia and when I think of you I always smile!
From a sweet friend. “So sorry Julie to hear about your Mom. I lost my Mom in April 2020. Losing family is so hard. Thinking of you all and family this Christmas season! Sweet poem I came across.
My First Christmas in Heaven -
I see the countless Christmas trees Around the world below, With tiny lights, like heaven's stars, Reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular, Please wipe away that tear. For I'm spending Christmas With Jesus Christ this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs, That people hold so dear,
But the sounds of music can't compare, With the Christmas choir up here.
For I have no words to tell you, The joy their voices bring. For it is beyond description, To hear an angel sing.
I can't tell you of the splendor, Or the peace here in this place. Can you just imagine Christmas, With our Savior, face to face?
I'll ask Him to light your spirit, As I tell Him of your love; So then pray for one another, As you lift your eyes above.
Please let your heart be joyful, And let your spirit sing.
For I'm spending Christmas in Heaven, And I'm walking with the King!
I know how much you miss me; I see the pain inside your heart. But I'm not so far away, We really aren't apart.
So be happy for me, dear ones, You know I hold you, dear, And be glad I'm spending Christmas With Jesus Christ this year.
I send you each a special gift From my heavenly home above. I send you each a memory Of my undying love.
After all "love" is the gift, More precious than pure gold. It was always the most important In the stories Jesus told.
Please love and keep each other As my Father said to do, For I can't count the blessings Or the love He has for you.
So have a Merry Christmas and Wipe away that tear. Remember I'm spending Christmas With Jesus Christ this year!
By Wanda Bencke
From a sweet friend. “So sorry Julie to hear about your Mom. I lost my Mom in April 2020. Losing family is so hard. Thinking of you all and family this Christmas season! Sweet poem I came across.
My First Christmas in Heaven -
I see the countless Christmas trees Around the world below, With tiny lights, like heaven's stars, Reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular, Please wipe away that tear. For I'm spending Christmas With Jesus Christ this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs, That people hold so dear,
But the sounds of music can't compare, With the Christmas choir up here.
For I have no words to tell you, The joy their voices bring. For it is beyond description, To hear an angel sing.
I can't tell you of the splendor, Or the peace here in this place. Can you just imagine Christmas, With our Savior, face to face?
I'll ask Him to light your spirit, As I tell Him of your love; So then pray for one another, As you lift your eyes above.
Please let your heart be joyful, And let your spirit sing.
For I'm spending Christmas in Heaven, And I'm walking with the King!
I know how much you miss me; I see the pain inside your heart. But I'm not so far away, We really aren't apart.
So be happy for me, dear ones, You know I hold you, dear, And be glad I'm spending Christmas With Jesus Christ this year.
I send you each a special gift From my heavenly home above. I send you each a memory Of my undying love.
After all "love" is the gift, More precious than pure gold. It was always the most important In the stories Jesus told.
Please love and keep each other As my Father said to do, For I can't count the blessings Or the love He has for you.
So have a Merry Christmas and Wipe away that tear. Remember I'm spending Christmas With Jesus Christ this year!
By Wanda Bencke
