As seniors, we generally have a little different slant on
life. I mean, even if we could, we’re not particularly interested in adding
more children to our immediate family. (18 more years of that… again…you’ve got
to be kidding.)
Nevertheless, we generally harbor interest in the
reproductive plans of our married kids and their spouses.
“What are they waiting for; they’ve been married 271 days
and no baby yet? I could die any ol’ day now and it’d be their fault if I went
to my grave with no more grandkids. Wonder if they’ve tried osmosis? ”
Grown children are special. We were at their birth and since
walked both short and long miles with them. Then, all of a sudden, they grew up
and left home. Even though our walks with them had hills and valleys, as did
their walks with us, probably, the gleam of good times far outshines memories
of not-so-good times.
As they walk away from us, we feel drawn toward them.
With pride we follow them through college, or however they
pursue their life’s calling. It’s a transition period where we don’t intervene
unless we’re asked.
Takes some getting used to…
Usually, somewhere during their life’s-calling- excursion
they bring their future spouse home to meet us. Then they marry.
(Now go back and read the third paragraph of this article.)
The thought of a grandchild energizes us and we find the
stamina to learn the role of a grandparent.
In the ESV Bible, Proverbs 17: 6 says “Grandchildren are the
crown of the aged, and the glory of children is their father.”
What a thrill to hold our creations creation in our arms and
know its heart pumps our genes, good, bad, and indifferent, throughout the
babies system. It may have our pug nose, our eye or hair color, maybe our high
cheekbones, and, of course, our pleasant personality.
As our children are special our grandchildren are just as
special, only in a different way. Now the grandparent understands about that
crown mentioned in Proverbs 17.
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