Thursday, February 26, 2009
On Thursday nights my beloved bride is working until 7:00 pm. She is a clerk at the Palmer Chiropractic College's Outreach Clinic. She works every night until 7:00. Thursday night is also the night our daughter Wendy has a late class at Scott Community College.
So on Thursday night, it's just me and my remarkable grandson, Elisha Mark Robinson. Elisha and "Pops" spend every Thursday night together eating burgers and fries.
I love being a grand parent. I have never met a grandparent who did not like the job. Elisha is our oldest grandchild. We have a granddaughter in Arkansas and another grandson on the way in Missouri. I think I pray for them with more passion than for anyone else. I pray for my children as they face the overwhelming task of parenthood. I pray they are able to draw on what we tried to instill in them.
I try to encourage them without criticism. I try not to smirk when my children have to deal with some of the treatment they once dealt to me. I have pronounced "THE CURSE" on every one of my children. If you ask any of them they could tell you what "THE CURSE" is. Many parent have resorted to it...
"I hope you have one just like you."
That is "THE CURSE." Because of it, my son refuses to have children; at least for now. However, I think he and his wife would have beautiful children.
I remember the Scripture in Psalm 71:17, 18:
"O God, thou hast taught me from my youth: and hitherto have I declared thy wondrous works. Now also when I am old and grayheaded, O God, forsake me not; until I have shewed thy strength unto this generation, and thy power to every one that is to come."
I am only 49 years old. That is not old, although the hair is more gray now than any other color. If I could instill one thing on my grandchildren, it would be the love of God. I hope I have the opportunity to live to see His work in the lives of my children's children.
Just a though. Thank you for reading.