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Kids say the darndest things!
Ever wonder sometimes why God gave you the kids He did? I do. This is a recent Facebook post of my son, whom I believe, is spending a little too much time alone in his truck.
“Thanks to my beautiful wife, I have clean laundry for this trip. I didn’t want to wash my laundry because I’ve come to the realization that laundry is the root of segregation. What’s the first thing you do when starting laundry? Separate the whites from the colors, right? Furthermore, you separate the colors from the darks. I won’t be doing laundry anymore on the grounds that it is racist.”
Amy, you deserve a really big hug for putting up with this sense of humor all these years.
Grandpa and I are so happy to have our newest granddaughter. Payton Lucille Heaton is growing quickly. Mom and Dad are great parents. I love to watch them taking care of her. I may not have done everything right as they were growing up, but both my sons love their girls and are very gentle with them.
One of the sweetest times is when I can get to sit and watch the kids interact with their kids.
I enjoyed supper with the kids Friday evening. I laughed as my “boys” discussed the merits of using baby wipes. I hardly could believe my ears when they each had more uses for which the wipes were originally designed.
They’ve decided that W-D40, duct tape, and baby wipes were just about the greatest inventions ever. My answer to them, they just were not old enough to know it all. Although I agree with them for the most part, I am older, and I know more of the alphabet. It’s baby wipes, duct tape, W-D40 and abckyjelly. They’ll learn soon enough!

Spring is almost here and I can’t wait!  I’ve ordered seed catalogs and been to the library for books on gardening.  We will be moving into a new house soon.  My dear hubby says we’ll be in by May 1st, which is two months from today.  I want gardens of flowers everywhere.  There is something magical about sitting in a garden watching the butterflies flutter around and listening to the bees doing their pollinating dance. 

It’s important to sit and listen without distractions.  When will we hear from God if we are not quiet sometimes?  If there is something I could instill in my two beautiful daughters-in-love, it is a quiet time each day.  Yet I remember the days of babies and dirty clothes and phones and every other distraction.  The distractions will not lessen for a few years, my loves,  so it has to be made a priority to find the quiet time in each day. 

My favorite story of finding a quiet place was of Susanna Wesley, the mother of nineteen, eight surviving to adulthood.  This was in the 1700’s when large families could still live in three rooms.  Her place of quiet was a stool in the corner of her kitchen, on which she would find the time to sit each day with her apron pulled over her head.  Her children knew to not disturb her at this time. Two of her sons grew to be strong leaders in the Methodist church.  This is quoted from author Pellowe“…although she never preached a sermon or published a book or founded a church, is known as the Mother of Methodism. Why? Because two of her sons, John Wesley and Charles Wesley, as children consciously or unconsciously will, applied the example and teachings and circumstances of their home life.”

Jesus Himself gives us the example of knowing the value of going to a quiet place.  In Matthew 14:13, He went to a quiet place after learning of the death of his cousin, John the Baptist. In Luke 5:42, Jesus had spent the day healing the sick and rebuking demons, yet at the end of the day, He withdrew to a quiet place.  As this was a huge crowd around Jesus, He did not touch everyone.  Not everyone was healed and all the demons were not rebuked, yet Jesus knew when to stop and rest in His quiet place.  Should we do any differently?

Gardens are the best places for me to find quiet time.  Spring, hurry and arrive, I’ve missed the beautiful days you’ll bring!

It is a gorgeous Saturday morning.  What is possibly making this day any different from others?  It is my attitude.  I’ve spent much of the last month or so recovering from some changes that have taken place in my life of which I had no control.

First, it was the loss of a loved one.  Second, my husband was given work outside of town.  We have never been away from each other and I had to adjust. And thirdly, we have a beautiful new granddaughter.  These last two things are great things.  Yes, a new life can never replace the loved one we lost, but life does go on, and our lives move on as well.

With all these things, good and bad, happening, I have been knocked off my rocker a wee bit.  Knowing  God allowed these things into my life, I only need to trust Him to get through this season of my life. I went looking to God for the answer of what it will take to get back into the straight and narrow? I found it in the Word.  It is in living in faith, counting my blessings and praising God for all of them.

This morning I read Psalm 103.  “Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me; bless His holy name.  Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget none of His benefits.”

What are His benefits?  The author of this psalm goes on to tell us.  God pardons all our sins, heals all our diseases, redeems our life from the pit.  He crowns us with love and compassion and satisfies our desires with good things.  He performs righteous deeds and justice for the oppressed.

But He isn’t done yet.  He makes His ways and His actions known. This same God is compassionate and gracious.  He is slow to anger.  He doesn’t deal with us according to our sin.  As high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is His love toward us who fear Him. As far as the east is from the west, that is how far He has removed our sins.

The love of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting for those who fear Him.  And His righteousness to children’s children, to those who keep his covenant and remember to obey his precepts.  PRAISE THE LORD!

This last promise mentioned gets me excited.  His benefits pass on generations to generations.  I have His promise He will give my kids His righteousness.  Righteousness is not just being right, or earning a reward for living a “right” life as defined by anyone other than God.  Righteousness is determined by our Faith in God and His promises.  (See Rom 4:21-25)

So what is my responsibility when I get “out of sorts” or when life is coming at me too fast?  What is my responsibility to my kids? My responsibility is to fall on God’s promises and His righteousness.  I will trust Him and pray for my children’s children, that they also will live a life of faith, to be deemed righteous through their faith.

Baby Payton Lucille Heaton was born this morning at 1:59 a.m.  She is 8 pounds and 20 ½ inches long.

She is beautiful, from the Grandmothers point of view, she is exquisite!  We welcome her with open arms.  My son, Mike, and daughter-in-love Neva, will make great parents.  Payton will be the joy of their lives. 

Payton joins our other beautiful grand girls, Michelle, 16, Mike’s daughter, and Ken’s daughter, Sophie, 5.  As a mother, I could not be prouder of my sons and their wives.  I wonder what their lives will be like in five years? Ten years?  Twenty years?”

God brought to mind Timothy in the Bible.  2 Timothy 1:5 speaks of the” great faith of Timothy, which first dwelt in your grandmother Lois, and your mother Eunice, and I am sure that it is in you as well.” Timothy had a legacy left him by, first, his grandmother, and then his mother.  I want to be the grandmother that will leave a legacy for my family. 

My grand girls will not survive this world without prayer.  As a grandmother, mother and mother-in-law, I vow to continue in my faith, studying, learning, serving our God.  I vow to pray for them continually. I vow to always be there for my daughters-in-love and my grand girls. 

As a mother-in-law, where do I help my daughters-in-law?  How do I help them grow to be the women God created them to be? I ask the same questions for my grand girls. My answer is to follow God and His word.  I want to have a sincere faith, a faith leading my family to a deeper relationship with their Savior. 

Awhile back I asked a question: How do you see your mother-in-law being involved in your life with your husband?  Here are two answers I received:

“I see her as an interpreter of sorts.  There may be quirks or qualities I cannot understand & she may be able to relate as his family member & translate into “girl speak” for me.”

“I see my mother-in-law as a great and important part of our life.  She will be there to counsel us when needed, support us, have fun with us, be a loving grandma and a godly example. Oh—and definitely always let us partake in her great cooking.”

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