Comings and Goings
Last Wednesday I told you that Sky and Remi, my granddaughters were on their way to me. And come they did. Our time was brief but so good. Remi has mastered the art of spitting up. I think she got around to splattering everyone who held her. My blue jeans still have Remi spit-up on them. The unique thing about it is that it was always a surprise attack. Why didn’t we see it coming? I mean we knew she had just eaten. Maybe it was because she has mastered another art as well…the art of stealing hearts. She looked at me with those wonderful blue eyes and flashed that heart-melting smile of hers…and I was so taken with her, that I just never saw it coming. She could have baptized me in baby-goo…I didn’t care. She was there in my arms. That’s all that mattered.
And Skylar…her third birthday came while she was at our house. We all sang happy birthday to her…and if I could duplicate the joy that radiated from her, I could bring world peace. She was so happy and excited about it all that I kept leading encores of happy birthday. We sang it at least three times. Her kisses and hugs do something to my old heart that I can’t fully explain. Our little Skylar has come a long way…a long way in her development…in eating and speaking…but also a long, long way in our hearts. Of course she has a stubborn will that can be very trying. But the sparkle in her dark eyes and her joy over the things she loves about life inspire me and fill me with gratitude to God.
So I was properly Skylarized and Remified at Thanksgiving. It was awesome! But now they are back home…and here I am missing them again. But I am not as I was before. My heart is bigger…it has more memories to cherish…more prayers to pray…more desire to be the best Poppa I can be. I am glad!
Our lives are filled with comings and goings, aren’t they? Some we plan for. Others surprise us. Some are joyous. Others are painful. Was Jesus teaching the disciples something after His resurrection when He would suddenly appear to them, perhaps in a room, and then just as suddenly disappear? This happened repeatedly. Do you suppose they began to think, “Well, you just never know when the Lord might show up?” And did they start to realize that He was with them even when they couldn’t see Him? His comings always contained lessons for them. Did His goings do the same? What do you think?
Amid all the comings and goings in your life, may the One we love Whom we have never yet seen, be a constant Presence with you and your Source of unspeakable joy.