We dropped our grandson off at the airport after a two-week stay. This vacation involved hiking, biking, an ATV trip to the Allagash, fishing, visiting family and church, mowing lawns, cutting trees, navigating a pontoon boat, jet-skiing, thirty-two games of cribbage and the preparation of many of his favorite meals, plus eating more junk food than one should. We cried as we drove away because that experience was now history.
My grandfathers were never in a position to do that with me for various reasons. One being at that time when you turned sixty, it was not socially acceptable to be acting like a teenager. Times have changed and for the above mentioned relationship, I’m glad they have.
He’s going to be in college this fall on a full scholarship in the engineering program. Our son, his father, did a good job raising him and it shows. One generation passes and another takes its place. I pray one day our grandson can spend quality time with his grandson.
Wouldn’t it be nice if the faith of the grandparents could be passed from generation to generation?
to Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen.
Give it some thought.
Gary