Grandchildren are a reward for enduring the trials
and tribulations of parenthood—especially the teen years. I don’t know about
you, but when we were planning to have children, we were planning on having
babies, not teenagers. It’s a little like adding an adorable puppy to your
family. You don’t know precisely what you’re in for, but you’re in it for the
long hull.
We managed to survive those turbulent years, staggering
out of the long, winding tunnel somewhat battle-scarred and wounded, but still
breathing. In hindsight, it was well worth the time and effort—and love,
especially the love. To hear our grown children say they want to raise their
children like they were raised is high praise and somewhat baffling. At the
time we were raising them, most of what we heard was quite to the contrary.
Fast forward to today—it really does pass in the
blink of an eye. I’ve had the privilege of being present at the birth of my
grandchildren. It’s indescribable, the overwhelming joy of watching your child
bring new life into the world and hearing the most beautiful sound imaginable—the
first cry.
Is it like that for God too—this amazing joy? Does
all of heaven rejoice and celebrate the redemptive sound of new life when a
sinner repents and accepts the gift of salvation through His Son, Jesus Christ?
The answer can be found in Luke 15:10: “In
the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of
God over one sinner who repents.”
Father
God, thank You for every good and perfect gift.
© 2019 Amy A. Verzi
2 comments:
Thank you for reminding us of the joy that God gave us Children. Christy
Beautiful analogy, Amy.
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