You show me the path of life.
In your presence there is fullness of joy;
in your right hand are pleasures forevermore. – Psalm 16:11
Happy Monday, friends! I pray that your new week is full with promise, possibility, and anticipation. Each new day is a gift that we can unwrap with care and with gratitude.
I took the grandkids back to Richmond Saturday afternoon, but our house is still echoing with the residue of their irrepressible enthusiasm for life. In fact so is my car, as we listened to The Beatles’ White Album at full volume for most of the drive – David and Beks loved it!
So I scrolled through my photos to find a few particularly share-worthy images and came up with the following.
Baking Bread with Grandmama:
Making biscuits is a “thing” here at Maul-Hall. Rebekah still makes the old family recipe buttermilk biscuits and the children absolutely love getting their hands in the dough.
It’s not just the mess they make, but the complete experience with Rebekah. She tells them family stories; she lets them get involved in the process; she trust them with tasks most kids that age don’t get close to. It’s the classic “grandmama experience,” with the uniquely wonderful Rebekah twist to it. Simply put, the children can’t get enough of being immersed in grandmama Rebekah.
And the biscuits – for all the extra pummeling they receive, and the general loss of mass to the floor – they taste wonderful. They do every time. A couple of dozen went home to Richmond, then the balance… well, they’ve mostly disappeared now too.
The Park with Great-grandmama Grace:
My mum – a.k.a. Great-grandmama Grace – is always up for a walk to the park, Especially now the late September weather has given us hope for the fall. So David and Beks “help” her up the hill, and then she delights in watching them run around with joy and abandon. And so do I.
“I’m the princess,” Beks announced. “And David is the king.”
“Couldn’t David be the prince,” I asked, not intending to cause controversy, “and you reign as Queen Beks?”
“NOOOOOOOOO!” Beks yelled, her eyes blazing, clearly not open to my ideas of gender equality. “I’M THE PRINCESS!”
So the princess spent a quick couple of minutes in the penalty box before play resumed.
The bookstore with mommy:
This is the prize photo of the group. It was taken in Richmond Sunday afternoon, by our daughter Naomi, at one of the bookstores.
I’ve written before about how pleased I am with our grandchildren’s love of reading. They are both enthusiastic, on top of their letters, sounding out words.
I love how the picture books stimulate their imaginations. David may be recognizing more and more words, but he sees all the stories in the pictures, not just the ones the author suggests with the sentence or two. Both of them have fertile, active, and engaged imaginations.
And they concentrate. I have spent upwards of an hour reading with Beks. Then she’ll go another hour on her own. A book in her lap; one pinned under her leg; a couple more stashed behind her back!
So I pray that your Monday launches this week with joy, with confidence in God, and with the conviction that all things are possible for those who believe.
They were greatly astounded and said to one another, “Then who can be saved?” Jesus looked at them and said, “For mortals it is impossible, but not for God; for God all things are possible.” – Mark 10:26-27