One of the privileges of being a grandparent is getting to spend time with our grandchildren. Yesterday, while my daughter took my other grandson to the doctor, I spent time with Ethan, our youngest grandson. He is full of life and energy. He thinks he’s grown up and won’t let me hold him like a baby. He’s also astute for an 18-month-old and knows how to play his mom; as she and his brother walked out the door, he started making a ruckus, but as soon as she got about two steps past the door, he turned it off. It was so funny; I thought to myself, “that little toot knows exactly what he’s doing.” What a mess! He’s also a very rough and tumble boy, no weird pronouns for this kid; he's all boy, make no mistake about it!
I was trying to get a picture of us together when he climbed up on the couch to sit with me, but after I snapped a couple, he had had enough and tackled me. He’s a handful, but no more than any of our other grandsons; his Pawpaw is a handful too, so I attribute his rambunctiousness to him.
Though we may feel we are living in a time of uncertainty, it’s our time, and God gave it to us because we are a special bunch; do your best to live it, don’t hide from it, embrace it! Make the best of your moments, and God will bless your effort.
Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one's youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate. Psalms 127:3-5