May My Heart See...

My last post was directed to my granddaughters, Adalay, Elsa and Lauren.   But now, it’s the boys’ turn – my grandsons, Jaden and Bentley.   I was thinking about them as I was helping my hubby cut, split and load wood for our fireplace.   My husband did the cutting and the splitting, I did the moving and the stacking.   YUK!    Can I just say, “YUK!!!” again?   Not a fun job to say the least.   But as I was helping him that morning and NOT enjoying myself, I looked over at him and he’s sawing away.   I mean, I don’t think this was his favorite pastime either, but he didn’t mind it at all.   Without complaining, he was just working away .    I told him later that maybe we were too old for this and that we should start buying the wood next year.   He scoffed at that idea.   L   What is so fun about this?   Why in the world would he want to do it again?   Reason number 4,754,000,000 he ...

As I held my brand new granddaughter the other morning, I had an overwhelming feeling of “mother-ness”.     You know what I mean, don’t you?   A feeling of love and possession.   I couldn’t let go, I wouldn’t let go. And as I looked in those baby blues, I thought to myself, “I just want you to know, sweet girl . . . . “   You will always be loved. That it is my hope that you grow in Truth, yearn for it  and live by it. That I want you to grow up in grace, not condemnation. To know you are forgiven, that no matter what, you are. How beautiful you are, not by the world’s standards, but by God’s. That you are the apple of His eye and favored by Him. I want you to know that your parents will make mistakes but that doesn’t mean they don’t love you.       And most importantly, I want you to live as a called redeemed   child of God.   That no matter what happens, that is who ...