August 17, 2022

I spent the entire day with my youngest grandson Ethan, who is two years old. He is full of life. Richard and I took him to his first closing; it probably won’t be his last. After business, we spent the rest of the day tooling around the house, and he got to do whatever his heart desired. My house was built in the 70s, and it was fashionable to have a garden area inside, so we have a dirt pit beside the front door full of mulch. Ethan loves to dig in the dirt with his skid steer, so when he’s at my house, that’s his favorite place to play. He had a hole a foot deep, and mulch piled a foot high, and it was everywhere, and he was happy. He never did reach the dirt, which makes me wonder how far down the soil is. My daughter asked me if I planned to leave the dirt pit when we remodeled; I had to laugh, Ethan will grow up, and we would still have a hole in the house if I did that, so that’s not going to happen. It will get filled in with concrete and covered up just like my sins! Thank you, Jesus! I expect that Ethan will be committed to Jesus as an adult, being his parents are dedicated to helping that happen. He will help others dig through their sins and clean up the dirt like he loves exploring the ground with his skid steer. He will excavate their soul terrain, and Jesus will cover their sins and seal them in concrete.

Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6