We had a great visit yesterday with some
good friends and ex-Seasiders who live in Austin now. They were in town in preparation for leaving
on a cruise today. I sure hope they stay
plenty far south of the hurricane’s track, though. I’m sure Carnival Cruise Lines is not foolish
enough to put passengers in harm’s way, but, hey, this is family we’re talking
about here.
Lauren texted us while we were eating lunch
with Nathan and April. Cailyn chose
Salsas as our destination, so off to Salsas we went, of course. I let Lauren know that we would be heading
home right after we ate and took a brief horsie ride. Salsas has some wooden horses in the lobby
that they obviously took off an old carrousel.
They don’t move except in our imagination, but Cailyn and I have to take
a quick spin every time we go.
Lauren and Kenny and their two girls met us
at our house. I don’t know if Sydnie and
Valorie really did remember us (they are 4 and 5 years old, I think), but they
must have talked about us in the car, because we got a big greeting and a thank
you for the quilts Chris made each of them.
The girls don’t get to see their grandparents very often. One set lives in Colorado and the other lives
in New York. That became evident when the
youngest one crawled up in my lap and looked up at me and flashed some of those
flittery eyelids at me that little girls must have imprinted in their
genes. She asked, “Are you my Grandpa?” And so began the melting process of this old
guy’s heart. Good thing I never had a
daughter, that’s all I can say. I told
her, “I will be your Grandpa every time you come to Galveston and every time I
go to Austin.” How’s that for a
magnanimous answer? I figured she would
be happy with that and I could get another little-girl hug. But she had other ideas. “No,” she replied definitively. Wait, no?
I thought she wanted me to be her Grandpa. Did I get rejected? Ah, but she continued, “I want you to be my
Grandpa every day, all day, for all the time.”
Well, OK, then. It has been
settled. Guess I’ll be Sydnie and
Valorie’s Grandpa. Every day, all day,
for all the time. Sydnie’s sure got a
head start on understanding what it means to be adopted into God’s family. Every day, all day, for all the time.
Ephesians 1:3-6 says, “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has
blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ. For he chose us in him before the creation of
the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love he predestined us to be adopted as his sons
through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will— to the praise
of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves.”
Father … yes, Father. That’s enough. Amen.
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