Sunday, February 10, 2013
Children are the living messages we send to a time we will not see. ~ Neil Postman
I had posted a couple of very precious moments I've had as a grandmother in the past month on Facebook and a friend told me that I need to write them down. So I thought what better place than here on my blog? I began writing my blog before either one of them was even a blip on the radar screen of our family but since they arrived -- and enriched -- our lives my blog has been a chronicle of their lives intertwined with daily life and oberservations. The first one here with Dylan happened today. The second, with Cooper, happened on January 24th.
Our grandsons spent the nite last nite and around 6 am Dylan came in and stood next to the bed. I grabbed a hold of his hand and he was FREEZING! Dear Hubby told him to come over to his side of the bed and get in because he was getting up. I asked him, "Why are you so cold?!" as he snuggled in next to me. "Because I was reading the Holy Bible page 1 to 24", he told me...he'd gone in to Dear Hubby's den and was sitting there in the dark, pretending he was reading the Bible like Papa. How precious was that?
Out of the blue my little grandson came to me and asked "How do I become a Christian, Gram?" Mind you, he's only 4 years old. I told him he needed to pray and ask Jesus into his heart. He asked "Can I pray now?" I told him of course he could so he climbed up into my lap and said the sweetest little prayer...I'm sure it melted the Lord's heart as much as it did mine! When he got done he asked if he's a Christian now. When I said yes he gave me the sweetest smile and said "FINALLY!!" It made me wonder how long he's been pondering this in his little mind. ♥ ♥ ♥