September 6, 2022
School has begun, fall sports are upon us. For many retirees, this would be no big deal, but when we have three grandkids in three different local school systems playing two or three different sports, our schedule can fill up in a hurry. Often, like tonight, Linda goes in one direction, and I in another. And we only catch home games!
We regularly remark to each other on how blessed we are to be able to be a part of their lives. Even those who have graduated and gone on to college or into the world of work stop over when they’re home. It always amazes me that they want to include us in their lives as much as they do. I loved my grandparents, but didn’t have the relationship with them that we have with our grandkids.
We don’t understand it. We were no smarter than anyone else. We weren’t more righteous or devoted to God. We did make the commitment that no matter what, we would work through things. Divorce was not in our vocabulary. We knew what kind of end product we wanted with our children, and made decisions based on whether it would shape them in the image of God or strain their faith and confuse their minds. Our rules were few and simple, and with much prayer, lots of hard work, and by the grace of God, they turned out well, and the blessing has been passed down to our grandchildren. And now, we have the privilege of living in Psalm 128:
“Blessed is every one who fears the Lord,
Who walks in His ways.
When you eat the labor of your hands,
You shall be happy, and it shall be well with you.
Your wife shall be like a fruitful vine
In the very heart of your house,
Your children like olive plants
All around your table.
Behold, thus shall the man be blessed
Who fears the Lord.
The Lord bless you out of Zion,
And may you see the good of Jerusalem
All the days of your life.
Yes, may you see your children’s children.
Peace be upon Israel!”
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