Grandchildren are great. Grandchildren plus their pets adds an exponential level of cuteness. It seems that the dog, Kylo, has a special relationship with her boy, David; and the cat, Bristow, has things nicely worked out with Beks. When it comes to a sheer explosion of energy this puppy is remarkable. So we are grateful…
While you are smiling at my grandchildren, remember that this is Holy Week and give thanks for the Good News
ife is meant to be lived, and grandchildren are in our lives to be experienced, and we will simply celebrate every day we have the opportunity to love and to be grateful.
This time I took the grandchildren and everything was coated with a fresh layer of wonder
Reformation change is never in opposition to God's fundamental purposes but to infuse new life, to de-institutionalize faith, to bring our witness up-to-date, to recalibrate our journey.
I keep thinking about what spectacular human beings our children have turned out to be!
this is my prayer today, for each one of us: I pray that everything we do will be couched in childlike wonder and joy, and proceed from there with both an appreciation for our blessings and a maturing, invitational, life of intentional discipleship.
A departure for me. Poetry. Free verse. It seemed to pour out of a place that was quite clear about the fact that this post needed to be more along the lines of poetry. Our grandson, David, five years old, newly “graduated” from preschool yet still so completely sweet and vulnerable. Ready for school but…
My job as Grandaddy Derek is to love David and Beks with the cumulative love of all these decades, to nurture them spiritually in ways I'm only now beginning to grow into, and to share with them the stories I couldn't possibly have known thirty years ago because I had yet to live them.
The challenge is to provide constant opportunity for them to remain engaged and learning, while having fun at the same time.