All About The Boy

This boy. The one who began our journey into grandparenting. The one who wrecked my heart and took the pieces and wrapped them up around himself.  He's having a birthday. 

He has his mothers eyes and his fathers sense of humor.  He turns all my pictures upside down on my walls when he is here.  He has learned from the uncle to "say things" loudly when we go through the drive-thru.  It may reference prison.

He 's having a birthday. You guys!  He is turning 13!

For heaven's sake, 13.  The age that means high school, college and beyond are not that far down the road.  You know that verse that talks about Mary "treasuring those things in her heart"?  I have been diligently paying attention and putting things to mind about this boy's growing up. But, my goodness.....time has flown. It's too fast. I need it to slow down to a creeping crawl.

Noah McKade Clifton....I hope you have the best birthday of all. You are my favorite 13 yr. old and I am mesmerized by you.

Where Are You Running?

People say, "Don't worry, it will be all right".  People say, "It's for the best."  People say, " You will feel better later."

Sometimes people need to say nothing.  At all. 

 Life is hard. Life throws knives and you don't see them coming.  Your days are filled with hard things and you can't find your way around it.  

People disappoint.  Perhaps they react differently than you thought they would or they don't react. Period.  At times, they just ramble without saying anything.  

In the everyday life, there will be times of significant loss, heart-wrenching failure and painful, physical situations.  How do we handle that?  How do we get to the end of the day and say, "Lord, today I honored You"?

Why is it that we tend to listen to people rather than God?  Is it because we can see the skin on them and that makes us feel better?  Is it because we don't want to make the time to petition the Answer Giver?  Are we that impatient and would rather look to fallible beings rather than the Creator?

Most likely,...yes.

When the house needs repair and the car is quitting on you.  When the job isn't all it was cracked up to be.  When the kids are doing everything except what they are supposed to be doing. When the future isn't looking so bright and promising.....where do we go?


Father in Heaven....help us to run to You.  People may try to help and provide advice, but it isn't You.  We need your undeniable wisdom. We need your grace.  When it comes to the hard things of life, may we look to You and see that Your ways are higher.  And when it is time to pass that baton of faith to our children and grandchildren, may we do it seamlessly.  May the pass be handed straight into the one who's eyes are ahead on You.

 May we all run smack dab into Your Glorious Presence.