My favorite times as a mother and a grandmother were the precious moments of cuddling a new born or gently rocking a sleeping baby. To sit, admiring their perfect, tiny features. I'm still in awe of those children and grandchildren who are now adults or teens. They no longer fit on my lap but I can rub their backs if they get close enough or stay long enough.
"Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up," (Deuteronomy 6:5-7 NIV).
Although we took our boys to church and Sunday school, where they had wonderful Christian teachers, I feel like a failure when I look back on my parenting. Especially when I lay them beside the scripture above. All of a sudden, here I am in old age, and there is so much I wish I'd done differently.
Max Lucado wrote in his book, "He Chose the Nails": "The same hand that stilled the seas stills your guilt. The same hand that cleansed the Temple cleanses your heart. The hand is the hand of God."
Lord God, reach down with Your tender, loving hands and wrap them around my family. Heal me of my guilt. Use me as a godly example, even in my late years. Help me be the old woman You purpose me to be, still. I pray in the name of Jesus, my Savior, Amen.
To God Be the Glory!
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