December 28, Day 51 of four more years:
Adventure! For the last 24+ hours I have had an adventure with four of my grandchildren. A sleepover at Gigi's during the Christmas holidays has been planned for weeks and last night seemed to work out great for everyone. My kids got a break, and the grands and I had a blast! Lauren and Bo's girls live only 5 minutes away, so it wasn't like an expedition across the state, but we treated it that way. Here they came, sleeping bags and all, pj's, toothbrushes, stuffed animals, special Christmas gifts… the works! We even persuaded Jill to let Henry stay, too, and join the girly bunch over here. We didn't do mani-pedi's, but we did watch "Barbie's Favorite Christmas Gift" and Henry was fine with that! He is a good sport and gets along well with all the "pink drama" over everything! I know it is good training for him! He will be an awesome daddy some day.
The grands just left a few minutes ago, and the house seems so still, quiet and strange. Why, there is the newspaper needing to be read, my chair beckoning to fall back into, a ball game to be watched… and yet I miss those sweet little ones! Oh, yes, my legs are tired, my eyes a little sleepy already. But what is the draw of the children? What is the hold on us old folks? Is it because they are still so fresh from heaven? Their thoughts are pure and unclouded by the world. Now, the time with them is not free from turmoil, drama, tears and quarrels. After all, they are related to me! But I think the best part for me is that there wasn't another adult to glance over at, to talk "adult" stuff, or to filter their comments through. Nope, it was just me and the kids, and our God to thank for the time I had with them. I talked to them about my writing the thoughts I get on Facebook. That puzzled the middle daughter, especially. "Why would anybody want to read that, Gigi?" I told her I didn't know. She just laughed, and said, "Don't tell them about me. They might think I get in trouble a lot." Really? She reminds me so much of her mother that I just want to squeeze the dickens out of that little girl. She is precious. They all are…. So if you don't have a grandchild, borrow one. I mean that. I have a friend in Ft. Worth who has four grandchildren in town, but has a heart so big that she has taken on a "little sister" through the Big Brother/Big Sister Program. She just adores pouring love into another child, brings her little sister to family gatherings when she can and takes her and her mother to church with her every Sunday. This little girl only knows wanting to be a Mommy herself (and she is only 11 years old). My friend tells her, "You must first find a daddy for your baby who loves Jesus. That is the most important part: that he loves you and he loves Jesus." Now, isn't that just wonderful?
My grandchildren and I didn't talk about babies or getting married, but we did talk about Jesus. We rearranged our nativity, and we decided we would find something about Jesus every day for me to write about! I hope you are ready for that!
So this post did not come from "quiet time" alone with God….it came from a rowdy, noisy, hilarious day! And awakening to a little voice saying, "Gigi, I was so hoping you were awake! I'm hungry and I love to snuggle with you! I know you love me a lot!" I will miss that in the morning.
Pray:
Father, you astound me with the blessing of children in my life. Thank you from the depths of my heart. Amen
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