The blessing of family.

I have been sitting here writing my son a letter. As I wrote, I began to wonder "does he care if he hears from me?" We never hear from him but he always seems to enjoy it when we call him. His is a long story but I won't go into all of it but just to say he got off to a rough start. He came to live with us when he was 2 1/2. We tried to "train him up in the way he should go" but he turned away from that way. Did we make mistakes? Of course, we made many just as all parents do. I look at so many families that think they are teaching their children the right things just to see them turn away as teenagers or adults. Why? I think it is because God has given us a free will. We make good choices and some not so good. But does God leave us? Of course not. We turn away from Him. He never changes.

As I look at my grandchildren, I see their parents diligently teaching and training them. They are covered in prayer. I pray for them also and I have to trust God to care for them. As I watch the older ones grow, I pray they will be an example for the younger ones. I pray for their parents to have wisdom as they train and teach the children. I am so thankful we have three daughters who love the Lord and three sons in law who also love the Lord. The husbands support them as they teach the children each day. They encourage them to stay home and be keepers of the home. It is not an easy job but God will bless them for their obedience.

My prayer is that, when the grandchildren are grown, they will remember they had grandparents that loved them, prayed for them, and enjoyed every minute that got to spend with them.

I have good memories of my grandparents. One grandmother lived with us and she was a godly woman. I remember her saying her prayers by my little brother.s bed when she put him down for the night. She was a tiny, humble lady who never had wordly possessions. She had no way to live on her own so she lived with us. She sewed and cooked and took care of us. What a blessing that was.

My other grandmother was very different but I have good memories of her too. But most of all, I remeber my granddaddy. When I spent the night with them, he was the one I spent time with. He also picked us up every Sunday morning and took us to church. He was a good and godly man.

As I think of my grandparents, I realize grandparents have an important role in the lives of their grandchildren. One thing I do know, is that I have fun with my grandchildren. I want to give them good memories.

If you are reading this and you are a grandparent, pray for your grandchildren. Spend time with them and make them laugh. Give them good memories.