Because I don’t think I could share just one of these pictures from a visit to my grandmother’s house, I’m sharing several. I think they are beautiful. They are beautiful to me because of the people in them. My grandmother is my best friend. And you know my mama’s heart for my daughters. When Audra was home, we made a visit with Grandma Mavis a priority, and I am so glad that we did.
There is such beauty in my grandmother’s actions and words, as she encouraged Audra. I wish you could have been there too, to hear her tender words, as the morning sun brightened the room and spilled through the drapes that were drawn back . Time seemed to stand still as love was expressed and received. There was an ethereal feel and a beauty that shone brightly though not one of her five living room lamps was turned on. And the lamp on the stereo has been covered in plastic for as long as I can remember…
Do you ever happen upon a holy moment in everyday life? I witnessed one, as my almost 93 year old grandmother took the hand of my beloved oldest daughter and imparted love, and encouragement, and a wisdom that comes from walking where someone else has walked. Her words and gentle ways opened up the heavens (and our hearts) and had The Salesman, Audra, and me in tears. I glimpsed heaven today, in a real and tangible way.
Don’t ever think you are alone in this life. Don’t ever think that loving someone is wrong. Don’t ever think that disappointment, heartache, and loss means sorrow lasts forever. Joy comes in the morning. Joy came this special day at 10:56 am. I am the most blessed mama ever to see one generation blessing the other. God is good. He is real. You are never too old, or to young, to minister grace and love.
Look up!
