I love looking through my study window and seeing my grandchildren play. Even when it’s raining they can have such fun. They are being what they are:- Children.
In the same way, God loves looking at us being who we are. He didn’t create uniformity. He loves our individuality and smiles when He sees us becoming the people He created us to be.
A.B. Simpson said,
“Let us but feel that he has his heart set upon us, that he is watching us from those heavens with tender interest…that he has set his love upon us, and in spite of ourselves is working out for us his higher will and blessing, as far as we will let him – and then nothing can discourage us.”
This morning my normal YouTube daily devotion was nowhere to be found. Instead I read a chapter of Rebecca Barlow-Jones’ book, “Dayvotions for Grandmothers.” She reminisced about her grandmother and other grandmothers and what the children remembered of them after their death.
Memory is a wonderful thing when the memories are happy. There are two places in the Bible that spring to mind when somebody asked somebody else to remember them.
Joseph said to Pharaoh’s cupbearer as he was about to be reinstated in Pharaoh’s household, “But when all goes well with you, remember me and show me kindness; mention me to Pharaoh and get me out of this prison.” (Genesis 40:14 NIV)
The cupbearer forgot Joseph for more than two years. I don’t blame him. Who wants to remember the worst time of your life?
The other occasion is when the criminal crucified next to Jesus said, “Lord, remember me when you come into your kingdom.”(Luke 23:42 NKJV)
Jesus’ gracious reply reverberates down history. “Truly I tell you, today you will be with me in paradise.” (Luke 23:43 NIV)
All of this got me to thinking. What will my grandchildren remember about me when I am gone?
I doubt that they will remember that I wrote a blog every day during lockdown or that I sewed thirty masks for the poor, or that I wrote a story every month for the writer’s circle. They probably won’t remember whether the house was clean or tidy as much as my reaction when they messed or untidied the house.
I hope they’ll remember doing science experiments with Granny, or making decoupage coasters for their Mom’s birthday during lockdown, when they couldn’t just go shopping with their father to choose something for her. I hope they’ll remember baking and getting to lick all the bowls and utensils before washing them (inexpertly) in the sink. I hope they’ll remember I loved Jesus and that He was the most important person in my life.
Yesterday I made cards with the grandchildren during “Granny Time.” They were meant to be Easter cards, but mine turned out to be a Thank You card, mainly because I had Thank You stickers in my craft box.
It got me to thinking about 1 Thes 5:16-18
Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. (NIV)
At the end of 2017 my best friend gave me a journal with pictures to colour for each entry. I already had a quiet time journal so I decided to use this one as a Thanks Diary. Every day I would try to list new things for which I was grateful. I got to 206 before my other journal finished and I had to use my Thanks Diary as my journal.
I think it is a good habit to try to get back into in this topsy turvy time so here are today’s ten items on my thanks list.
That I can walk without pain. Some years ago I suffered from Sciatica and could barely walk ten steps without taking a break.
That I can breathe freely. Normally I am only thankful for this for a short while after I have got over a cold.
For a garden.
For birds that visit my feeding stations.
For eyes to see and contact lenses and reading glasses so I can see in focus.
For a sewing machine so I can help my granddaughter make a dress for her sister’s birthday.
For food in the house and enough energy to be creative in using tinned food so we don’t have to go shopping too often.
For the growth of the seeds I planted two weeks ago. I only have to do the planting. God causes the growing.
That all my children are well and confined in pleasant places.
For our church who have organised weekly prayer meetings and daily devotions.
I’m sure you can all add your ten items to a Thank You list. Please feel free to share. We are not called on to give thanks for all circumstances, but rather in all circumstances.
This post is part of Stream of Consciousness Saturday. The challenge is to just write, without planning and with minimal editing. This weeks subject is to write about what is beside us.
In my case it is my cell phone. I need it to check on the news, (are there any more prohibitions I need to know about) keep contact with my friends, and use my bible app. Today’s bible verse is 2 Cor 4:7-9.
But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed, perplexed,but not in despair, persecuted, but not abandoned, struck down but not destroyed.
The treasure mentioned is the light of the knowledge of God’s glory displayed in the face of Christ. I think creativity is part of the glory of God and when He breathed into us he imparted creativity to us.
All around us are examples of God’s creativity. We have baby bunnies on the property. They are just getting to open their eyes. Lets see how big they get by the end of the lockdown.
We are very blessed to have our grandchildren locked down with us because we all share one property.
One bright side of the lockdown is my son-in-law gets to work from home. That means during his breaks, he can spend time with his children while the sun is shining.
I also get to do fun things with the grandchildren. Yesterday we made acorn people.
Today my husband is tidying the store room and I am ….writing.
So my prayer for today:
Thank you Lord for the gifts you have given me, the gift of creativity, my husband, children and grandchildren, enough stuff to fill a store room and the wonderful creativity You have shown in nature. Amen.