The world doesn’t have the resources to substitute the time I spend with my grandson. Psalm 127:3-5a tells me that “Yes, sons are a gift from the Lord, the fruit of the womb is a reward. Sons born during one’s youth are like arrows in a warrior’s hand. How blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them!” (NET). I have no quarrel with the Solomon – my own sons, now grown and living on the other side of the galaxy (Brooklyn), are treasures to their mom and me.
But a grandson…
“There are fathers who do not love their children; there is no grandfather who does not adore his grandson.” – Victor Hugo (Comme ce est vrai!)
With our own children, we strain between fawning and fretting. Not so with Evan. I purpose to be a blessing in his life, every day of his life. I came up with 10 things I’ve decided to make a priority over the long haul.
1. To be all there when I’m with him.
2. To reflect the Lord Jesus to him in word and deed.
3. To pray for him all the time, and with him whenever I can.
4. To pray for his future bride.
5. To teach him to be a man from the book of Proverbs.
6. To teach him to honor all men, and his father in particular.
7. To teach him to honor all women, and his mother in particular.
8. To inspire a vision for fulfilling the mission to which the Lord calls him.
9. To teach him to live well: to love unselfishly, to forgive quickly, to help willingly, to serve joyfully, to win & lose graciously.
10. .To teach him to catch, throw, run, and to hit a baseball square on.
I pray I’m up to the challenge, and that I’ll set a better, a more consistent example for him than I did for my own kids. The joy is mine, and all he has to do is let me in the door. All he needs to be for me is available.
Because it doesn’t take much to make a (Grand)Dad happy.