Thursday, February 21, 2008
Many people say that if they had known how much fun grandchildren would be they would have had them first. Of course that is the silliest and most impossible statement in the world. Other people say that you will love your grandchildren more than your own children. This too is not true. What is true is that they will invade every fiber of your being within 15 minutes of meeting them. You won't love them more, but you will love them different. Gone are the financial responsibilities and the worries about new shoes and putting food on the table and paying the college tuition. The temper tantrums don't seem quite as embarrassing and the stubbornness is kind of funny. Instead, you are free to love them in a way that I can't even begin to describe.
Such is the case with our little grandson. He is now 19 months old. He was an answer to prayer. The miracle baby that no one thought would ever be and a testimony to God's timing. The announcement of my daughter's pregnancy coincided with my mom being diagnosed with Lung Cancer. He is what she lived for. She just recently lost her fight, but the joy that little boy brought to her was immeasurable. He brings that same joy to each member of our family and we can't wait to see what the Lord has in store for his life.
Watching our grandson is like looking back in time. Aside from the fact that he usually wears blue and she wore pink, oftentimes it is like looking at our daughter. He has her eyes and nose. His hair grows in much the same way and is a similar color. He is strong-willed one moment and sweet and cuddly the next. Sleeping in public is out of the question. After all, one might just miss something important. He is perpetual motion. If his eyes are open his legs are moving. He loves chicken nuggets, french fries, yogurt and macaroni and cheese. His best friends are his blanket, pacifier and his dog.
He loves to be outdoors. Garden hoses and rocks are intriguing. In fact, did you know that dirty rocks become muddy rocks when wet? Cars are great fun and they must be pushed while saying vroom-vroom. He loves music and dancing and twirling around in circles. When he doesn't want to eat something he shuts his eyes real tight. If he can't see it, it must be gone.
One of his favorite people in the world, is his grandpa. The two of them have an amazing bond. Watching them together melts my heartstrings. My daughter and her family recently moved to another state. I was worried that my grandson might not remember us from one visit to the next, but I was wrong. On a recent visit, my husband went to pick them up at the airport. My grandson saw his grandpa from across the airport and broke into a huge smile and couldn't get to his grandpa fast enough. When they are together, they are inseparable. Grandpa is probably the biggest kid around and tremendous fun is had by both. There is tent camping (in the den), cartoon watching, playing outside, swinging on the swings, shoulder riding, pancake eating and snuggling to be done. He loves to visit Grandpa's work when he is here. He knows exactly which office is his and acts like he owns the flight line. He loves to sit in the helicopters and ride in the maintenance carts. Some of the cutest pictures etched in my memory are of him and grandpa walking across the hangar. One man in a flight suit closely trailed by an eager little boy. Perhaps we have a budding pilot?
Between visits, we miss this little boy (and his parents) tremendously, but perhaps that makes it even more fun to spoil him when we do see him. There are huge changes in him each time. Just from December to January it seemed like a little boy came to visit when the visit before he was a baby. There were more words this trip and a need for more independence.
When I wrote about all of the other people in my life, I wrote of their journey thus far. I told you a little about how each one had grown and changed into the person they are today. I told you how blessed I was that they are each walking with the Lord. My grandson has just begun his journey and seeing him grow and change reminds me of Isaiah 64:8 "Yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand." Also, Psalm 140:16 says, "All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be." With a little earthly help from his parents, and others who love him, the Lord will mold him into the godly man that he will become. Only God knows the mark he will leave on this world. Perhaps he will follow his daddy and other grandpa into ministry. Maybe he will follow this grandpa into public service and aviation. Chances are God will lead him down his own path to his own life long dreams. What a joy and a comfort to know that for as much as we love this little boy here on earth, our Heavenly Father loves him so much more. My prayer for his life journey would be that, whatever paths he chooses, he would always walk with Jesus.