A Special Kind of Love, a Tribute

The side door of the van had not even fully opened when, to our delight, three joyful children clamored out and ran towards us. I’ll never forget the moment my oldest grandson, Owen, lept into my arms. His hug was so full of love that it filled my heart to overflowing. It was one of those “I don’t ever want to let go” kind of hugs. The feeling was mutual. We had not seen our grandchildren, except by Skype, for nearly nine months. Our daughter and son-in-law had taken advantage of a great job opportunity as a way to let their children experience the rich culture of India for six months. But, as often happens in such situations, the six months was extended to a year, and they were visiting us for the holidays. We had a wonderful visit, catching up and learning everything we could about their amazing adventure ….especially fascinating when seen through the eyes of the children. We treasure the memory of hugs and cuddles on the couch, watching movies or looking at photo albums. I have to admit, it was harder to say good-by this time than when they first left. We know God is holding them in His arms and directing their lives, and we praise Him for that. Our time apart has reminded us that family is a gift so precious only God could have thought it up. And nothing brings joy like the love of grandchildren!
Now, three of our precious grandchildren are back in India. And, once again, we are grateful for Skype! Another grandson lives in Atlanta and, although we prefer that to India, it’s hard to spend the time with him that we would like. Still, we have gotten to watch him grow from the day of his birth, to sitting, crawling and preparing to take that first step. I’ve had the joy of being chased on my knees around the playroom, reading stories, and stacking blocks just for the fun of watching him knock them down. He smiles with his whole face, as if the joy of life can hardly be contained. I love to be asked to come for a visit and spend time with Lee. I marvel that his parents worry about me “giving up the time” to come, when time with him (them) is a gift.
God is good….and four of our grandchildren are only twenty minutes away! Ages four, three, two and four months, they are totally and completely amazing. At this point, their parents are more tired than amazed, so I am glad I am close enough to give them a little break now and then. I love going through the front door, and hearing the playful clamor coming from their upstairs rooms. I especially love when they realize I’m there and the clamor stops to the cry of “MiMi!” I’m old (39 plus shipping and handling), but to this day I cannot think of a better compliment than Sean telling me, “MiMi, you are so fun!”
Proverbs 17, verse 6 says, “children’s children are the crown of old men (and women!), and the glory of children is their father,” and, I could add, their grandfather. We are so thankful to be grandparents. Of all the titles the world could offer, none compares to “MiMi and PaPa!” Our continual prayer is that we might be a Godly influence in the lives of all of our grandchildren. I am writing as a tribute to my mother and father in law, who have always been spiritual pillars in our family. Our children have always had the blessing of Godly grandparents, who have treasured being a part of their lives. Now, as we witness the faithfulness and dedication of our children, and their efforts to be Godly parents, we realize that the example of their grandparents has impacted the lives of every child, grandchild and great-grandchild they have. I hope they know how much they are loved, and what a rich spiritual heritage they have given their family. God is faithful and He promises in Psalms 102, verse 28, “The children of your servants will live in your presence; their descendants will be established before you.” Can there be a more awesome promise? Nothing brings joy like the love of grandchildren….living in God’s presence, established before Him!”